tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-84445728437154037762014-10-01T23:34:08.468-06:00Crossroad Studios Old Blogvisit the new blog at www.crossroadstudios.comparkerhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09121518446571250898noreply@blogger.comBlogger120125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8444572843715403776.post-14607178126166542772010-08-21T11:46:00.002-06:002010-08-21T11:53:31.203-06:00New Website!<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="http://www.crossroadstudios.com" target="_blank" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="287" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WXq08-54mxA/THAOc-_uKSI/AAAAAAAABe0/_DNgjhOs91Q/s400/Screen+shot+2010-08-21+at+11.33.09+AM.png" width="400" /></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;">Well, everyone, it's finally happened. After years of <i>saying</i>&nbsp;I was going to finish a functional site, it has arrived. <a href="http://www.crossroadstudios.com/">http://www.crossroadstudios.com</a>. I'm currently migrating all the blog content over there, as well as photo and video stuff, so expect it to only get better and better over the course of the next month, but it <i>is</i>&nbsp;totally functioning as of right now. Andy and I are working super hard on a marketing redesign and branding mission to make the&nbsp;<i><a href="http://www.crossroadstudios.com/wasatch/">Wasatch Mountain Podcast</a></i> (new working title, what do you think?) a huge success. We need your help though, so bookmark the new site, add it to your favorites, share it on facebook, etc. Heck, you could tweet about it everyday if you want, because we want everyone to know what we're up to.</span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"></span></div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"></span><br /><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Helvetica;"><a href="http://www.crossroadstudios.com/blog" target="_blank" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="363" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WXq08-54mxA/THAOgAcpxNI/AAAAAAAABe8/7xYItRYaEyk/s400/Screen+shot+2010-08-21+at+11.34.28+AM.png" width="400" /></a></span></div><div style="text-align: justify;">The <a href="http://www.crossroadstudios.com/blog/">new blog</a> looks almost exactly like the old one, and you'll be able to track down all your favorite blog posts using the handy archive tool found on the right hand site of the column navigation. Every post we've ever done will show up right there, regardless of whether it was only on the blogger blog.&nbsp;</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="http://www.crossroadstudios.com/wasatch" target="_blank" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="400" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WXq08-54mxA/THAOiHhOoQI/AAAAAAAABfE/wknbDzpwgiU/s400/Screen+shot+2010-08-21+at+11.34.53+AM.png" width="343" /></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;">In addition, <i><a href="http://www.crossroadstudios.com/wasatch">Wasatch Mountain Podcast</a></i>&nbsp;(still haven't decided what we're going to call it) has its own section of the site, featuring photos and videos from the production, as well as all 12 episodes that we've posted so far. You can watch all your favorite episodes from Seasons 1 and 2, as well as watch all the upcoming stuff for Season 3, and since it's going to be 2011, we thought it would be fitting if Andy and I, along with our trusted friends, climbed and shredded every peak in the Wasatch Mountains over 11,000 ft. Get it? 2011; 11,000? 11:11? It's catchy, right? Makes loads of sense? Either way, we're stoked to get some peak bagging in, as well as some gnarly lines that have been on our hitlist for a few years. Get stoked, and tell all your friends about it, will ya? We need your help!</div></span>parkerhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09121518446571250898noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8444572843715403776.post-81765100997827353532010-08-11T11:44:00.001-06:002010-08-11T11:45:13.211-06:00Lost in the Woods<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WXq08-54mxA/TGLYH_imVAI/AAAAAAAABbk/E_yniJ7mBvI/s1600/uintas_0020_1_2_3_4_tonemapped_1.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="640" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WXq08-54mxA/TGLYH_imVAI/AAAAAAAABbk/E_yniJ7mBvI/s640/uintas_0020_1_2_3_4_tonemapped_1.jpg" width="426" /></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;">There are some truly beautiful places in the world, and I personally think Utah kind of has a monopoly on scenery–the High Uintas, indeed, are no exception to this standard. I went to the Ashley National Forest with my backpacking class this past weekend, and had a marvelous time. I was, fortunately, able to finally field test my <a href="http://www.thetravelhammock.com/default.aspx">new hammock</a> and mosquito net, as well as my new <a href="http://shop.jetboil.com/index.php/flash.html">JetBoil Flash</a> cooking system. All three performed wonderfully (just in case you were wondering).</span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WXq08-54mxA/TGLYU6UVu3I/AAAAAAAABcM/NM7IWz2Yh2I/s1600/uintas_0060_1.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="267" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WXq08-54mxA/TGLYU6UVu3I/AAAAAAAABcM/NM7IWz2Yh2I/s400/uintas_0060_1.jpg" width="400" /></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">(remember to click on any image for a larger view)</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;">The Uintas aren't exactly what I'd call a "pristine" wilderness area, because there are fully established trails weaving all throughout over 450,000 acres of wilderness preserve, but the lush environment certainly establishes a real sense of wild wooded country. People do indeed get lost and die in the zone every season (most due to improper planning, and wilderness savvy), but all-in-all, it's a fabulous area to take your family, your pets, and loved ones. Or, in our case, your class.</span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WXq08-54mxA/TGLX6D7OgdI/AAAAAAAABbE/mCInpbP4Ukc/s1600/uintas_0014+copy_blog.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="267" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WXq08-54mxA/TGLX6D7OgdI/AAAAAAAABbE/mCInpbP4Ukc/s400/uintas_0014+copy_blog.jpg" width="400" /></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;">Garth Tino was our instructor for the semester and shared a lot of insight with regard to gear and know-how when it comes to having an enjoyable time in the backcountry. One of the things that I thought was pretty awesome was Garth's dedication to the principles of Leave No Trace. It's something of a new experience for me, although a lot of the principles are not.</span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WXq08-54mxA/TGLXye-UJPI/AAAAAAAABak/klbPQrGSswU/s1600/uintas_0004_1.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="640" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WXq08-54mxA/TGLXye-UJPI/AAAAAAAABak/klbPQrGSswU/s640/uintas_0004_1.jpg" width="428" /></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;">The <i>Leave No Trace: Outdoor Ethics</i>&nbsp;list is as follows:</span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"><br /></span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"><b>Plan Ahead and Prepare</b></span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"></div><ul><li><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;">Know the regulations and special concerns for the area you'll visit.</span></li><li><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;">Prepare for extreme weather, hazards, and emergencies.</span></li><li><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;">Schedule your trip to avoid times of high use.</span></li><li><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;">Visit in small groups. Split larger parties into groups of 4-6.</span></li><li><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;">Repackage food to minimize waste.</span></li><li><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;">Use a map and compass to eliminate the use of rock cairns, flagging or marking paint.</span></li></ul><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"><b><u>Travel and Camp on Durable Surfaces</u></b></span></div><div><ul><li><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;">Durable surfaces include established trails and campsies, rock, gravel, dry grasses or snow.</span></li><li><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;">Protect riparian areas by camping at least 200 feet from lakes, streams.</span></li><li><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;">Good campsites are found, not made. Altering a site is not necessary<i>.</i></span></li></ul><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"><i>In popular areas</i></span></div></div><div><ul><li><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;">Concentrate use on existing trails and campsites.</span></li><li><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;">Walk single file in the middle of the trail, even when we or muddy.</span></li><li><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;">Keep campsites small. Focus activity in areas where vegetation is absent.</span></li></ul><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"><i>In pristine areas</i></span></div><div><ul><li><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;">Disperse use to prevent the creation of campsites and trails.</span></li><li><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;">Avoid places where impacts are just beginning.</span></li></ul></div><div><div style="text-align: center;"><a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WXq08-54mxA/TGLdjEYWWcI/AAAAAAAABcs/UZ2ZXHlT9JU/s1600/uintas_0035_1.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="640" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WXq08-54mxA/TGLdjEYWWcI/AAAAAAAABcs/UZ2ZXHlT9JU/s640/uintas_0035_1.jpg" width="428" /></a></div><div style="text-align: justify;"><b><u><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;">Dispose of Waste Properly</span></u></b></div><div style="text-align: justify;"><ul><li><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;">Pack it in, pack it out. Inspect your campsite and rest areas for trash or spilled foods. Pack out all trash, leftover food, and litter.</span></li><li><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;">Deposit solid human waste in catholes dug 6 to 8 inches deep at least 200 feet from water, camp, and trails. Cover and disguise the cathole when finished.</span></li><li><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;">Pack out toilet paper and hygiene products.</span></li><li><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;">To wash yourself or your dishes, carry water 200 feet away from streams or lakes and use small amounts of biodegradable soap. Scatter strained dishwater.</span></li></ul><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WXq08-54mxA/TGLdbuYdsnI/AAAAAAAABck/buP_kg9jaeo/s1600/uintas_0011_1.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="640" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WXq08-54mxA/TGLdbuYdsnI/AAAAAAAABck/buP_kg9jaeo/s640/uintas_0011_1.jpg" width="428" /></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"><b><u>Leave What You Find</u></b></span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"></div><ul><li><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;">Preserve the past: observe, but do not touch, cultural or historic structures and artifacts.</span></li><li><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;">Leave rocks, plants and other natural objects as you find them.</span></li><li><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;">Avoid introducing or transporting non-native species.</span></li><li><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;">Do not build structures, furniture, or dig trenches.</span></li></ul><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"><b><u>Minimize Campfire Impacts</u></b></span></div><div><ul><li><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;">Campfires can cause lasting impacts to the backcountry. use a light-weight stove for cooking and enjoy a candle lantern for light.</span></li><li><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;">Where fires are permitted, use established fire rings, fire pans, or mound fires.</span></li><li><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;">Keep fires small. Only use sticks from the ground that can be broken by hand.</span></li><li><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;">Burn all wood and coals to ash, put out campfires completely, then scatter cool ashes.</span></li></ul><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WXq08-54mxA/TGLgAI8T6YI/AAAAAAAABc0/qaxkPj-jLMs/s1600/uintas_0025_26_27_28_29_30_tonemapped_blog.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="266" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WXq08-54mxA/TGLgAI8T6YI/AAAAAAAABc0/qaxkPj-jLMs/s400/uintas_0025_26_27_28_29_30_tonemapped_blog.jpg" width="400" /></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"><b><u>Respect Wildlife</u></b></span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"></div><ul><li><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;">Observe wildlife from a distance. Do no follow or approach them.</span></li><li><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;">never feed animals. Feeding wildlife damages their health, alters natural behaviors, and exposes them to predators and other dangers.</span></li><li><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;">Protect wildlife and your food by storing rations and trash securely.</span></li><li><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;">Control pets at all times, or leave them at home.</span></li><li><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;">Avoid wildlife during sensitive times: mating, nesting, raising young, or winter.</span></li></ul><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"><b><u>Be Considerate of Other Visitors</u></b></span></div><div><ul><li><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;">Respect other visitors and protect the quality of their experience.</span></li><li><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;">Be courteous. Yield to other users on the trail.</span></li><li><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;">Step to the downhill side of the trail encountering pack stock.</span></li><li><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;">Take breaks and camp away from trails and other visitors.</span></li><li><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;">Let nature's sounds prevail. Avoid loud voices and noises.</span></li></ul><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WXq08-54mxA/TGLdaSwwiYI/AAAAAAAABcc/HkPtD33SYck/s1600/uintas_0010_1.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="640" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WXq08-54mxA/TGLdaSwwiYI/AAAAAAAABcc/HkPtD33SYck/s640/uintas_0010_1.jpg" width="428" /></a><a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WXq08-54mxA/TGLg4pNck1I/AAAAAAAABc8/xeAUp-GwzjU/s1600/uintas_0013+copy_blog.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="267" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WXq08-54mxA/TGLg4pNck1I/AAAAAAAABc8/xeAUp-GwzjU/s400/uintas_0013+copy_blog.jpg" width="400" /></a><a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WXq08-54mxA/TGLg_oIM-9I/AAAAAAAABdE/LXVbrt9lHNg/s1600/uintas_0065_1.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="640" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WXq08-54mxA/TGLg_oIM-9I/AAAAAAAABdE/LXVbrt9lHNg/s640/uintas_0065_1.jpg" width="428" /></a><a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WXq08-54mxA/TGLhH_PLWgI/AAAAAAAABdM/Xgq7y-bC-mI/s1600/uintas_0003_1.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="640" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WXq08-54mxA/TGLhH_PLWgI/AAAAAAAABdM/Xgq7y-bC-mI/s640/uintas_0003_1.jpg" width="428" /></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;">If you're looking for some great cross-country backpacking, look no further than the High Uintas. Everything from forests, to lakes, to 13,000 ft summits. It's an outdoorsman's dream location, and it's right out our back door.</span></div></div></div></div></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"><i></i></span><br /><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"><i><div style="font-family: Helvetica; font-style: normal;"></div></i></span></div></div>parkerhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09121518446571250898noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8444572843715403776.post-85476615967754479652010-08-01T13:13:00.000-06:002010-08-01T13:13:21.300-06:00Timpanogos 7/18/2010<object height="293" width="520"><param name="allowfullscreen" value="true" /><param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always" /><param name="movie" value="http://vimeo.com/moogaloop.swf?clip_id=13805256&amp;server=vimeo.com&amp;show_title=1&amp;show_byline=1&amp;show_portrait=0&amp;color=cf020c&amp;fullscreen=1" /><embed src="http://vimeo.com/moogaloop.swf?clip_id=13805256&amp;server=vimeo.com&amp;show_title=1&amp;show_byline=1&amp;show_portrait=0&amp;color=cf020c&amp;fullscreen=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowfullscreen="true" allowscriptaccess="always" width="520" height="293"></embed></object><br /><br /><div style="text-align: justify;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;">This is one of the most memorable adventures I've had in recent years, and I think the video speaks completely for itself. I hope you enjoy it. For an additional writeup you can check out <a href="http://andyearl.blogspot.com/2010/07/high-life.html">Andy Earl</a>'s blog.</span></div>parkerhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09121518446571250898noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8444572843715403776.post-57108609646709600112010-07-16T23:49:00.001-06:002010-07-16T23:49:57.804-06:00Pelican Point<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WXq08-54mxA/TEFBGX-TSsI/AAAAAAAABaE/31b4GM_2RV4/s1600/_MG_6107_blog.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="640" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WXq08-54mxA/TEFBGX-TSsI/AAAAAAAABaE/31b4GM_2RV4/s640/_MG_6107_blog.jpg" width="428" /></a></div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;">Pelican Point is home to a quarry where contractors glean all their structural fill rock for use in marshy or high water-table areas. It's a busy, busy zone during the day, with trucks coming to and fro starting from about 6 am until dark. But at night, it's a ghost-town, and the perfect place to have some solitude and setup an overnight time-lapse session. I've been wanting to do an overnighter for awhile, and I've been waiting for the right moment. It's hard to nail it perfectly, and a lot of of the time, you can end up with a full night wasted, and a relatively boring series. I got to Pelican Point about 1 am, and setup my camera only to realize that I had left all my Compact Flash cards at home. Fernanda and I cruised over to the Wal-Mart in Saratoga Springs and grabbed a quick 4GB. On the settings I was using, I only had enough memory space for 241 images, so I did some math and decided that a six hour time-lapse could be condensed into roughly 216 images, if played back at 24 frames per second, and end up as 9 seconds of video. So I took a picture every 90 seconds to get the time lapse you see below. I don't think I could have hit it on a better day, and I had a very amazing morning watching as the sun crept above the horizon and bathed my bare feet in warmth as I lay in the back of my car with the back hatch open to the air. Couldn't ask for a more pleasant time. Here's a few more pictures and then the video. It turned out so sick. The song is by </span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"><a href="http://www.loveaslaughter.com/">Love As Laughter</a></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;">, called Coconut Flakes, and it's from the movie </span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"><i><a href="http://www.180south.com/">180º South</a></i></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;">, which is one of the best documentaries ever (in my humble opinion). Enjoy.</span><br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WXq08-54mxA/TEFBEbV-VsI/AAAAAAAABZ0/5SXsd5oaEzA/s1600/_MG_5924_blog.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="267" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WXq08-54mxA/TEFBEbV-VsI/AAAAAAAABZ0/5SXsd5oaEzA/s400/_MG_5924_blog.jpg" width="400" /></a><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WXq08-54mxA/TEFBFPQ8oLI/AAAAAAAABZ8/t0v6h04S_8E/s1600/_MG_6039_blog.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="267" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WXq08-54mxA/TEFBFPQ8oLI/AAAAAAAABZ8/t0v6h04S_8E/s400/_MG_6039_blog.jpg" width="400" /></a><a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WXq08-54mxA/TEFBHfI4bcI/AAAAAAAABaM/tyDLleo8rds/s1600/_MG_6109_blog.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="267" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WXq08-54mxA/TEFBHfI4bcI/AAAAAAAABaM/tyDLleo8rds/s400/_MG_6109_blog.jpg" width="400" /></a><a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WXq08-54mxA/TEFBIJv1xeI/AAAAAAAABaU/MoUphEBGDqE/s1600/_MG_6111_blog.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="640" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WXq08-54mxA/TEFBIJv1xeI/AAAAAAAABaU/MoUphEBGDqE/s640/_MG_6111_blog.jpg" width="428" /></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><object height="293" width="520"><param name="allowfullscreen" value="true" /><param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always" /><param name="movie" value="http://vimeo.com/moogaloop.swf?clip_id=13408338&amp;server=vimeo.com&amp;show_title=1&amp;show_byline=1&amp;show_portrait=0&amp;color=cf020c&amp;fullscreen=1" /><embed src="http://vimeo.com/moogaloop.swf?clip_id=13408338&amp;server=vimeo.com&amp;show_title=1&amp;show_byline=1&amp;show_portrait=0&amp;color=cf020c&amp;fullscreen=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowfullscreen="true" allowscriptaccess="always" width="520" height="293"></embed></object></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"><br /></span></div>parkerhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09121518446571250898noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8444572843715403776.post-43666699117209077742010-06-23T18:03:00.000-06:002010-06-23T18:03:39.564-06:00Happy Birthday, Chelsea!<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WXq08-54mxA/TCKd-HC4eHI/AAAAAAAABZs/2QvJPekeN-0/s1600/pano_tenfourtwenty_blog.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="143" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WXq08-54mxA/TCKd-HC4eHI/AAAAAAAABZs/2QvJPekeN-0/s400/pano_tenfourtwenty_blog.jpg" width="400" /></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;">Chelsea and I have known each other since 2006, and dated for a large portion of the time period, and she has become, by far, my best friend in the time since our last break-up (yes, there were several). We always go all-out for each other's birthdays, and this year I thought it would be fun to go up to Park City and do some hiking. We had initially planned on going up Guardsman Pass from the BCC side, then hiking up to Scott's Bowl and then down to Shadow Lake, which sits by the bottom of the Jupiter chairlift at PCMR. That didn't work out, because Guardsman Pass is still closed to through traffic, which I thought was weird, because I was under the assumption that all the gates opened at about Memorial Day. I was wrong. Instead we drove to the top ridge of the Park City Ridgeline that separates Deer Valley from Wasatch State Park, and the above photo is an HDR Panorama looking toward point 10,420 above Great Western at Brighton, but from the northeast.</span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WXq08-54mxA/TCKd2Ee6DbI/AAAAAAAABZE/c0OGrsAPxVA/s1600/chelsea_blog.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="640" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WXq08-54mxA/TCKd2Ee6DbI/AAAAAAAABZE/c0OGrsAPxVA/s640/chelsea_blog.jpg" width="428" /></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;">We joked that if I had told her four years ago that she'd spend her 26th (ahem, I mean 21st?) birthday climbing mountains, she probably would have laughed in my face. But it was cool because we ended up parking in a Deer Valley parking lot, then hiked all the way over to McKonkey's Bowl, just east of Jupiter Peak inside Park City Mountain Resort. We thought about doing the peak, which only would have been another 25 minutes, but our timing was poor, and the sun had set, and we were improperly dressed, so the temperature was starting to dive. So we headed back to the car, she opened her presents (two seasons of Aqua Teen Hunger Force, a Star Wars poster, Muppet Wizard of Oz, a stretchy dragon, and a Big Hissy Fit). The best present is probably the Star Wars poster, and I told her that it's a celebration that she can finally admit that the geek lifestyle is superior to that of other media consumers.&nbsp;</span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WXq08-54mxA/TCKd7LhU3HI/AAAAAAAABZk/dY_SjnYTceI/s1600/photo.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="387" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WXq08-54mxA/TCKd7LhU3HI/AAAAAAAABZk/dY_SjnYTceI/s400/photo.jpg" width="400" /></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;">Provo Peak and Mount Cascade from the north.</span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WXq08-54mxA/TCKd4IVDGiI/AAAAAAAABZM/DELLeV0k9bc/s1600/photo+2.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="387" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WXq08-54mxA/TCKd4IVDGiI/AAAAAAAABZM/DELLeV0k9bc/s400/photo+2.jpg" width="400" /></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;">The Timber Lakes area east of Heber City, UT.</span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WXq08-54mxA/TCKd5acDQlI/AAAAAAAABZU/OwWdv3pUekc/s1600/photo+3.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="387" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WXq08-54mxA/TCKd5acDQlI/AAAAAAAABZU/OwWdv3pUekc/s400/photo+3.jpg" width="400" /></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WXq08-54mxA/TCKd6LsVorI/AAAAAAAABZc/e_bVJ_Sm5ks/s1600/photo+4.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="387" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WXq08-54mxA/TCKd6LsVorI/AAAAAAAABZc/e_bVJ_Sm5ks/s400/photo+4.jpg" width="400" /></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;">After hiking and presents, we had dinner at Maxwell's Fat Kid Pizza in Kimball Junction. I think the rest of the world should take a lesson from these guys with regard to portions. We started with an appetizer of french fries. The plate of fries was bigger than most of New Jersey, and the pizza was probably five times the size of the french fries. Approved.</span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"><br /></span></div><br /><span id="goog_543450305"></span><span id="goog_543450306"></span>parkerhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09121518446571250898noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8444572843715403776.post-44431186975775409682010-06-19T19:51:00.000-06:002010-06-19T19:51:19.234-06:00Red Bull Manny Mania<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WXq08-54mxA/TB1xRzaS86I/AAAAAAAABYs/I6b8tZgMwxE/s1600/manny_0014_1.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="640" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WXq08-54mxA/TB1xRzaS86I/AAAAAAAABYs/I6b8tZgMwxE/s640/manny_0014_1.jpg" width="428" /></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;">I recently stopped working directly with Red Bull Energy Drink as an employee, but have been kept on as a consultant and independent contractor with the brand to do photography and video work at key branding events, which is much more to my liking anyway. One of the biggest campaigns in the action sports community right now is the Manny Mania series, which is a skateboard competition that focuses on manuals (a trick where the skateboard rides on only two of his/her four wheels). There's a lot of different kinds of manuals (mannies) and a ton of variations that can lead into, or out from a manny, so the competition combinations are virtually limitless.</span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"></span></div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WXq08-54mxA/TB1wfyf0ZEI/AAAAAAAABXc/m1sJQMwzSC0/s1600/_MG_5378_0244_1.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="640" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WXq08-54mxA/TB1wfyf0ZEI/AAAAAAAABXc/m1sJQMwzSC0/s640/_MG_5378_0244_1.jpg" width="428" /></a></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Helvetica;"><a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WXq08-54mxA/TB1wsKblWHI/AAAAAAAABXk/GmVLPrBbOIo/s1600/_MG_5391_0257_1.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="640" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WXq08-54mxA/TB1wsKblWHI/AAAAAAAABXk/GmVLPrBbOIo/s640/_MG_5391_0257_1.jpg" width="428" /></a></span></div><div style="text-align: justify;">Utah has such a rich cultural heritage that ranges a broad spectrum of origins, and the Red Bull marketing folks in Utah always try to incorporate a sense of heritage into all the events that are thrown in the state, and it was really cool to have Manny Mania SLC taking place in the shadow of the old Union Pacific Train Depot. Such a cool building, if you haven't ever had a chance to check it out. It's on South Temple and 400 West in downtown right by the Gateway Mall, and directly across the street from the Energy Solutions Arena where the Utah Jazz have their home games (and coincidentally where we held the event).&nbsp;</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WXq08-54mxA/TB1w3HfD8XI/AAAAAAAABX0/0ztDqGtkaPY/s1600/_MG_5504_0370_1.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="640" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WXq08-54mxA/TB1w3HfD8XI/AAAAAAAABX0/0ztDqGtkaPY/s640/_MG_5504_0370_1.jpg" width="428" /></a><a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WXq08-54mxA/TB1w6OpVMMI/AAAAAAAABX8/lDQD-JjJXoc/s1600/_MG_5555_0421_1.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="640" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WXq08-54mxA/TB1w6OpVMMI/AAAAAAAABX8/lDQD-JjJXoc/s640/_MG_5555_0421_1.jpg" width="428" /></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;">Serious hammers were being thrown down all day, and there was even a dude with no legs who totally rips at skateboarding. He's <i>way</i>&nbsp;better than I am and I even have legs! Overall I'm pretty stoked to be involved with such a cool company like Red Bull, and count my blessings each time I'm able to participate in an event. Look for my photos in their upcoming press releases, and get stoked on some of these images here.</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WXq08-54mxA/TB1xBSV7MpI/AAAAAAAABYM/6UYk4gscHKQ/s1600/_MG_5694_0560_1.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="640" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WXq08-54mxA/TB1xBSV7MpI/AAAAAAAABYM/6UYk4gscHKQ/s640/_MG_5694_0560_1.jpg" width="428" /></a><a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WXq08-54mxA/TB1xHkRDNRI/AAAAAAAABYc/cWV_MP0ZVNQ/s1600/_MG_5719_0585_1.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="640" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WXq08-54mxA/TB1xHkRDNRI/AAAAAAAABYc/cWV_MP0ZVNQ/s640/_MG_5719_0585_1.jpg" width="428" /></a><a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WXq08-54mxA/TB1xVyFyVtI/AAAAAAAABY0/iae8KFkAvQI/s1600/manny_0093_1.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="640" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WXq08-54mxA/TB1xVyFyVtI/AAAAAAAABY0/iae8KFkAvQI/s640/manny_0093_1.jpg" width="428" /></a><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WXq08-54mxA/TB1xEzdZn2I/AAAAAAAABYU/HBfaVhpOv8M/s1600/_MG_5696_0562_1.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="640" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WXq08-54mxA/TB1xEzdZn2I/AAAAAAAABYU/HBfaVhpOv8M/s640/_MG_5696_0562_1.jpg" width="428" /></a><a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WXq08-54mxA/TB1w-IvfjjI/AAAAAAAABYE/kdBA0dIoN2E/s1600/_MG_5652_0518_1.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="640" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WXq08-54mxA/TB1w-IvfjjI/AAAAAAAABYE/kdBA0dIoN2E/s640/_MG_5652_0518_1.jpg" width="428" /></a><a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WXq08-54mxA/TB1xM387yGI/AAAAAAAABYk/E_V1ibdqH_4/s1600/_MG_5748_0614_1.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="640" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WXq08-54mxA/TB1xM387yGI/AAAAAAAABYk/E_V1ibdqH_4/s640/_MG_5748_0614_1.jpg" width="428" /></a></div></span>parkerhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09121518446571250898noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8444572843715403776.post-1451058945399030642010-06-16T03:32:00.000-06:002010-06-16T03:32:55.249-06:00Home Sweet Home<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WXq08-54mxA/TBiSRkpZ_hI/AAAAAAAABW0/p_eTgwwhGso/s1600/Mission+Pictures+093.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="640" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WXq08-54mxA/TBiSRkpZ_hI/AAAAAAAABW0/p_eTgwwhGso/s640/Mission+Pictures+093.jpg" width="480" /></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;">Home has varying definitions for different people. For some, it is where they were raised, for others it's where they settle. For others beyond that, it's wherever they rest their head. "Home is where the heart is," being the common idiom. The lovely above picture was taken in Easton, Pennsylvania while I was serving my mission. If memory serves, it was taken from the Smith Street bridge over the Lehigh River near its confluence into the Delaware, on the border of Pennsylvania and New Jersey. I lived in Easton for nearly six months, and can't, for the life of me, figure out why someone would choose to live there, over living where I call <i>home</i>. Now I have to take one step backward and state that everyone has a different value system as to why their choice for "home" is great, so I can only measure based on my personal value system. But let's compare two pictures:</span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"><br /></span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;">First, this one from Easton.</span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"><br /></span></div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Helvetica;"><a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WXq08-54mxA/TBiWJP_W87I/AAAAAAAABXU/4Xg1ALxlS2M/s1600/Mission+Pictures+208.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="480" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WXq08-54mxA/TBiWJP_W87I/AAAAAAAABXU/4Xg1ALxlS2M/s640/Mission+Pictures+208.jpg" width="640" /></a></span></div></span><br /><div style="text-align: justify;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;">This picture was taken about 20 minutes from my apartment on the New Jersey side of the Delaware River looking back at the downtown area of Easton, and you can see the Lehigh River flowing into the Delaware. It's beautiful, and I can definitely appreciate how green and amazing the scenery is there. But when you stack it next to a picture like this:</span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WXq08-54mxA/TBiSjtBMzII/AAAAAAAABXE/jML2ZCEzLJ0/s1600/timp_hdr_2_blog.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="640" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WXq08-54mxA/TBiSjtBMzII/AAAAAAAABXE/jML2ZCEzLJ0/s640/timp_hdr_2_blog.jpg" width="428" /></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;">This picture was taken about 20 minutes from my home in Utah. And about 5 minutes from where I lived when I was in high school, and the home that my family lived in while I was on my mission. Why anyone on earth would choose the east coast over the majesty of the mountains escapes my understanding. Granted, everyone has their preferences, and I'm not saying those preferences are wrong or bad in anyway, I just don't understand it. It doesn't makes the remotest sense in my simple mind.</span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"><br /></span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;">Here's another fun contrast; while I lived in Easton, I baptized Jenni Fehr. This was six years ago. She'll probably hate me for posting this, but it's entertaining for me. Well, she came to visit last week so here's a few more pics, plus a rad foggy/cloudy shot of the western cliffs of Mount Cascade from approximately the Hope Campground region.</span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"></span></div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Helvetica;"><a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WXq08-54mxA/TBiR50rJHxI/AAAAAAAABWs/YOWQLE9VS8c/s1600/Mission+Pictures+095.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="300" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WXq08-54mxA/TBiR50rJHxI/AAAAAAAABWs/YOWQLE9VS8c/s400/Mission+Pictures+095.jpg" width="400" /></a></span></div><div style="text-align: center;">Jenni Fehr, Me, and Erin McMullin Wojcicki</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WXq08-54mxA/TBiV_mM3Y8I/AAAAAAAABXM/fhOwcLcdoAA/s1600/_MG_5106_0615_blog.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="640" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WXq08-54mxA/TBiV_mM3Y8I/AAAAAAAABXM/fhOwcLcdoAA/s640/_MG_5106_0615_blog.jpg" width="428" /></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">Jenni six years later with a radical backdrop.</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WXq08-54mxA/TBiSfjJq0hI/AAAAAAAABW8/AfC1VOUfFeI/s1600/cascade_mist_blog.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="640" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WXq08-54mxA/TBiSfjJq0hI/AAAAAAAABW8/AfC1VOUfFeI/s640/cascade_mist_blog.jpg" width="426" /></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">Epic shot of Mount Cascade.</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div></span><br /><div style="text-align: justify;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;">Ultimately, the definition of <i>home</i>&nbsp;will come down to what the Lord has said, and there's a passage in 3 Nephi 21:28 that I really like, and I'll leave you with that:</span></div><div style="text-align: justify;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"><br /></span></div><blockquote><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;">Yea, and then shall the work commence, with the Father among all nations in preparing the way whereby his people may be&nbsp;gathered&nbsp;</span><span class="searchword"><i><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;">home</span></i></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;">&nbsp;to the land of their inheritance.</span></blockquote>parkerhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09121518446571250898noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8444572843715403776.post-12385262272591603432010-06-16T02:53:00.000-06:002010-06-16T02:53:51.849-06:00Learning Experience. Period.<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WXq08-54mxA/TBiPCsTmY0I/AAAAAAAABWk/SpkiZpNPRb8/s1600/_MG_4733_0036_blog.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="640" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WXq08-54mxA/TBiPCsTmY0I/AAAAAAAABWk/SpkiZpNPRb8/s640/_MG_4733_0036_blog.jpg" width="428" /></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;">The next two and a half years, for me, at least, is going to be filled with triathalons. I'm going to be the principal cinematographer on a documentary featuring James Lawrence (shown above after finishing the Boise 70.3 Ironman race) who is planning to break the world record in 2012 by doing 20 full Ironman triathalons in order to raise money for Kenyan famine relief. We shot the Boise event and I learned quite a few things about shooting swimming, running, and biking. Things that I hadn't known before, and it's really interesting. Hopefully everything I do from now on will be better. Here's a few images from the race. Most are still frame grabs from the video I was shooting. I love my camera.</span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"></span><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WXq08-54mxA/TBiOTnF78TI/AAAAAAAABWc/Vc_5jpJfiCk/s1600/_MG_4708_0034_blog.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="267" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WXq08-54mxA/TBiOTnF78TI/AAAAAAAABWc/Vc_5jpJfiCk/s400/_MG_4708_0034_blog.jpg" width="400" /></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WXq08-54mxA/TBiOTnF78TI/AAAAAAAABWc/Vc_5jpJfiCk/s1600/_MG_4708_0034_blog.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"></a>The Tri And Give a Dam folks</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WXq08-54mxA/TBiOKk3dU6I/AAAAAAAABWU/vmXFo97J1M8/s1600/running_blog.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="225" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WXq08-54mxA/TBiOKk3dU6I/AAAAAAAABWU/vmXFo97J1M8/s400/running_blog.jpg" width="400" /></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WXq08-54mxA/TBiOKk3dU6I/AAAAAAAABWU/vmXFo97J1M8/s1600/running_blog.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"></a>James rounding the loop of the halfway point of the run portion of the Ironman</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WXq08-54mxA/TBiOC9sHhQI/AAAAAAAABWM/XMy70qVgLws/s1600/hands_raised_blog.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="225" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WXq08-54mxA/TBiOC9sHhQI/AAAAAAAABWM/XMy70qVgLws/s400/hands_raised_blog.jpg" width="400" /></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WXq08-54mxA/TBiOC9sHhQI/AAAAAAAABWM/XMy70qVgLws/s1600/hands_raised_blog.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"></a>Approaching the finish line and looking strong.</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WXq08-54mxA/TBiN7vi33VI/AAAAAAAABWE/x9di22Gzi_o/s1600/finish_line_blog.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="225" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WXq08-54mxA/TBiN7vi33VI/AAAAAAAABWE/x9di22Gzi_o/s400/finish_line_blog.jpg" width="400" /></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">Showing off for the crowd and the cameras. My shutter speed on the video was a little bit slow, I'm coming to find out. I want it to look a little crispier.</div>parkerhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09121518446571250898noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8444572843715403776.post-37754279120423315772010-06-12T08:19:00.000-06:002010-06-12T08:19:44.995-06:00Round One: Fight!<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WXq08-54mxA/TBOUMCqM52I/AAAAAAAABV8/dUpJjZxK7D0/s1600/MVI_4482_blog.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="225" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WXq08-54mxA/TBOUMCqM52I/AAAAAAAABV8/dUpJjZxK7D0/s400/MVI_4482_blog.jpg" width="400" /></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;">Boise is gorgeous this time of year, and the 70.3 Iron Man Triathalon taking place on Saturday 6/12 couldn't have picked more gorgeous conditions. Primarily shooting video for this one, because it's a trial run for the project I'm working on in 2012. We're attempting to work out the kinks and figure out the best way to cover these events because we're going to be traveling the globe shooting <a href="http://www.triandgiveadam.com/">James Lawrence</a> doing 20 Iron Man races in one year. I'm pretty stoked. Boise is round one. Let the battle begin.</span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WXq08-54mxA/TBOUAbADU2I/AAAAAAAABVc/KKLiHXIKdB0/s1600/_MG_4455_blog.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="267" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WXq08-54mxA/TBOUAbADU2I/AAAAAAAABVc/KKLiHXIKdB0/s400/_MG_4455_blog.jpg" width="400" /></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">Kyle, James, Ryan, and Kyle after check-in.<a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WXq08-54mxA/TBOUE1VTEOI/AAAAAAAABVk/m9aYdKxscV8/s1600/_MG_4463_blog.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="640" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WXq08-54mxA/TBOUE1VTEOI/AAAAAAAABVk/m9aYdKxscV8/s640/_MG_4463_blog.jpg" width="428" /></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">Ryan Rudd is along for the ride, and ended up doing maintenance.<a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WXq08-54mxA/TBOUHLBtkMI/AAAAAAAABVs/q0gOzIpr92c/s1600/_MG_4473_blog.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="267" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WXq08-54mxA/TBOUHLBtkMI/AAAAAAAABVs/q0gOzIpr92c/s400/_MG_4473_blog.jpg" width="400" /></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">Rob Schopke just got his new 5D Mark II setup and is stoked.<a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WXq08-54mxA/TBOUJGCMw1I/AAAAAAAABV0/1d8MZk9Vq1A/s1600/_MG_4475_blog.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="267" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WXq08-54mxA/TBOUJGCMw1I/AAAAAAAABV0/1d8MZk9Vq1A/s400/_MG_4475_blog.jpg" width="400" /></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">We couldn't decide if he was flexing for this picture, but ultimately we decided that because he's a triathalete, he's always flexing.</div>parkerhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09121518446571250898noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8444572843715403776.post-7866667101700468252010-06-11T09:01:00.001-06:002010-06-11T09:01:09.955-06:001942 Ferrari Race Car<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WXq08-54mxA/TBJH6TH_hZI/AAAAAAAABVM/Y1yofsWWJL8/s1600/ryans_skyline_0021_blog.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="266" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WXq08-54mxA/TBJH6TH_hZI/AAAAAAAABVM/Y1yofsWWJL8/s400/ryans_skyline_0021_blog.jpg" width="400" /></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;">"Hey, is that a race car? What kind is it?" shouts the man in a drunken near-stupor sitting on the bench outside ABG's bar in downtown Provo, UT.&nbsp;</span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"><br /></span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;">"It's a Ferrari!" replies Ryan Rudd, sitting in the right-hand driver's seat of his olive green motorized vehicle.</span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"><br /></span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;">"What year is it?"</span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"><br /></span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;">"1942!"</span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"><br /></span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;">"Wow!"</span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"><br /></span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WXq08-54mxA/TBJGbvZSj2I/AAAAAAAABUk/hgF4luafWzA/s1600/ryans_skyline_0003_blog.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="267" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WXq08-54mxA/TBJGbvZSj2I/AAAAAAAABUk/hgF4luafWzA/s400/ryans_skyline_0003_blog.jpg" width="400" /></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;">In reality it's not a 1942 Ferrari Race Car, but rather a 1972 Skyline 2000 GT that Ryan imported from Japan. It's a pretty good ride for getting double-takes because the steering column in on the right-hand side of the car instead of the left, so people always see us cruising down the street and realize that something weird is afoot. Ryan and I got together for about 35 minutes this morning to hammer out a couple detail shots of his car for a web article that's being put together later today, so here's some of those images.</span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WXq08-54mxA/TBJGnDEWTDI/AAAAAAAABUs/_6xqO_v_gXY/s1600/ryans_skyline_0009_blog.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="267" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WXq08-54mxA/TBJGnDEWTDI/AAAAAAAABUs/_6xqO_v_gXY/s400/ryans_skyline_0009_blog.jpg" width="400" /></a><a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WXq08-54mxA/TBJIfYp9yLI/AAAAAAAABVU/dP5utu9DbhU/s1600/ryans_skyline_0027_blog.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="267" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WXq08-54mxA/TBJIfYp9yLI/AAAAAAAABVU/dP5utu9DbhU/s400/ryans_skyline_0027_blog.jpg" width="400" /></a><a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WXq08-54mxA/TBJHKdccTwI/AAAAAAAABU8/gH-uPViRdBU/s1600/ryans_skyline_0014_blog.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="267" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WXq08-54mxA/TBJHKdccTwI/AAAAAAAABU8/gH-uPViRdBU/s400/ryans_skyline_0014_blog.jpg" width="400" /></a><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WXq08-54mxA/TBJHoquFOaI/AAAAAAAABVE/Ljf_p2cPjeg/s1600/ryans_skyline_0017_blog.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="267" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WXq08-54mxA/TBJHoquFOaI/AAAAAAAABVE/Ljf_p2cPjeg/s400/ryans_skyline_0017_blog.jpg" width="400" /></a><a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WXq08-54mxA/TBJG4QWl1VI/AAAAAAAABU0/zqZzyLP2LOg/s1600/ryans_skyline_0011_blog.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="640" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WXq08-54mxA/TBJG4QWl1VI/AAAAAAAABU0/zqZzyLP2LOg/s640/ryans_skyline_0011_blog.jpg" width="428" /></a></div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Lucida Grande'; font-size: small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 11px;"><br /></span></span>parkerhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09121518446571250898noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8444572843715403776.post-43644364665005826552010-06-03T02:30:00.001-06:002010-06-03T02:42:53.692-06:00War Machines<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WXq08-54mxA/TAdkQcYOeqI/AAAAAAAABUc/vOnUTfT41OQ/s1600/_MG_4391_blog.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="640" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WXq08-54mxA/TAdkQcYOeqI/AAAAAAAABUc/vOnUTfT41OQ/s640/_MG_4391_blog.jpg" width="428" /></a></div><br /><div style="text-align: justify;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;">You know, people sometimes get on my case about the fact that I don't like shooting weddings and senior portraits. But if they shot the same types of things that I shoot, they'd never want to shoot another wedding in their life. I mean, seriously, just think about this: given the choice between shooting an engagement session, or shooting at the top of a mountain, which is cooler? The mountain. Given the choice between a bridal shoot, and Apache freaking helicopters? Duh. Apache freaking attack helicopters.&nbsp;</span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WXq08-54mxA/TAdjz-uBl5I/AAAAAAAABT8/2xtLIUOMiqg/s1600/_MG_4364_blog.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="640" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WXq08-54mxA/TAdjz-uBl5I/AAAAAAAABT8/2xtLIUOMiqg/s640/_MG_4364_blog.jpg" width="428" /></a></div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;">I've worked with my friend Weston Critchfield on several projects over the last year, and he's DPing a music video which features some footage of US Army choppers taking off from the airfield, and I was brought on for the shoot for one day just to shoot some video of the helicopters with my telephoto lens. Yeah, it was awesome. I'm tempted to join the National Guard just so I can make $20,000 a year and fly helicopters. Ok, so that's a lie, but you get the idea. I shot a couple of photos while we were there, but my primary concern was shooting cool video.</span><br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WXq08-54mxA/TAdkEgOrH5I/AAAAAAAABUE/qNc7WXEYLbw/s1600/_MG_4366_blog.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="640" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WXq08-54mxA/TAdkEgOrH5I/AAAAAAAABUE/qNc7WXEYLbw/s640/_MG_4366_blog.jpg" width="428" /></a></div><div style="text-align: justify;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;">I can proudly tout the fact that I was the first UVU student to purchase an HDDSLR for the primary purpose of shooting video. I got my Canon 5DMKII in December of 2008, and since that time, several of my peers have joined the ranks of proud owners of an HDDSLR. For those of you who don't know, I'm talking about a camera system that is a single-lens-reflex still photo camera, and also an HD video camera built into the same camera body with the same sensor. Canon and Nikon both have three different models of camera that do double duty, and I've been shooting then entire Wasatch Podcast on my HDDSLR. One of the major benefits is the fact that you can throw incredible lenses on these cameras and get depth-of-field effects that can't be duplicated by prosumer HD camcorders. The Panasonic HVX has been the industry standard for independent video for the past several years, and has been pushed aside by video systems that <i>technically</i>&nbsp;have inferior color and image data, but the depth of field just makes it look so much better that people are willing to sacrifice on the technical side for the benefits on the aesthetic side.</span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WXq08-54mxA/TAdkHn5fLEI/AAAAAAAABUM/_PxNkpXTnZU/s1600/_MG_4378_blog.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="640" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WXq08-54mxA/TAdkHn5fLEI/AAAAAAAABUM/_PxNkpXTnZU/s640/_MG_4378_blog.jpg" width="428" /></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;">There were five of us on the shoot that had HDDSLRs and it was fun to bounce ideas off each other and share lenses. I had a fun time shooting with David's 200mm ƒ/2.8 prime lens. I couldn't tell a difference between that lens and my 70-200 ƒ/2.8L IS USM lens with regard to sharpness at 200mm, but it was nice to not have a million pounds of lens hanging off the end of my camera. Much more compact and <i>a lot</i>&nbsp;lighter.</span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WXq08-54mxA/TAdkLdKJ97I/AAAAAAAABUU/aTbHAdxWZLk/s1600/_MG_4380_blog.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="266" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WXq08-54mxA/TAdkLdKJ97I/AAAAAAAABUU/aTbHAdxWZLk/s400/_MG_4380_blog.jpg" width="400" /></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;">All the people at the base were so much more helpful than I thought they were going to be. I should have known better, considering my good friend Ryan is in the National Guard, but for some reason I thought the environment was going to be a lot more rigid and stiff, but it turned out to be very laid back and fun. Utterly stress-free, and just a rad rush of watching these incredible war machines, and the soldiers that spend their time mastering them, do what they were intended to do.</span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #645f5e; font-family: verdana, sans-serif; font-size: 10px; white-space: pre-wrap;"><object height="390" width="520"><param name="allowfullscreen" value="true" /><param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always" /><param name="movie" value="http://vimeo.com/moogaloop.swf?clip_id=12259229&amp;server=vimeo.com&amp;show_title=1&amp;show_byline=1&amp;show_portrait=0&amp;color=cf020c&amp;fullscreen=1" /><embed src="http://vimeo.com/moogaloop.swf?clip_id=12259229&amp;server=vimeo.com&amp;show_title=1&amp;show_byline=1&amp;show_portrait=0&amp;color=cf020c&amp;fullscreen=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowfullscreen="true" allowscriptaccess="always" width="520" height="390"></embed></object></span></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"><br /></span></div>parkerhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09121518446571250898noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8444572843715403776.post-78001034617054264152010-06-02T01:26:00.000-06:002010-06-02T01:26:19.435-06:00Family<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WXq08-54mxA/TAYC8vt13bI/AAAAAAAABT0/pclHAK4r0OQ/s1600/mickley_blog.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="640" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WXq08-54mxA/TAYC8vt13bI/AAAAAAAABT0/pclHAK4r0OQ/s640/mickley_blog.jpg" width="428" /></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;">Over the Memorial Day weekend, I saw <i>Prince of Persia</i>&nbsp;three times, each viewing accompanied by different groups of people. I really enjoyed the movie, and each successive time I felt a greater significance attached to the line spoken by the King to his adopted son Dastan:&nbsp;</span></div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"><br /></span><br /><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;">"Family; the bond between brothers is the sword that defends the empire."</span><br /><div style="text-align: justify;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"><br /></span></div><div style="text-align: justify;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;">Pictured above is the eldest of my three brothers Mick, who is twenty-two years old. In recent years I've felt a distance grow between my brothers and myself, and whether it be just part of growing up, or something I've subconsciously help construct (or perhaps something they have individually constructed), this is a distance I'm trying to shorten of late. Mick's lifestyle doesn't always mesh well with mine, and as a result we spend a lot of time apart, but recently we've been able to find a lot of middle ground where we can spend time with each other and both have a really good time.&nbsp;</span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WXq08-54mxA/TAYBxp2ZnqI/AAAAAAAABTM/1BO3Rc2xL34/s1600/_MG_2131_0023.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="640" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WXq08-54mxA/TAYBxp2ZnqI/AAAAAAAABTM/1BO3Rc2xL34/s640/_MG_2131_0023.jpg" width="428" /></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;">My second brother, Kory, just left last week for London to serve for two years as a full-time missionary for the Church of Jesus Christ of Latter-day Saints, preaching the good news of the Gospel of Christ to the people of southern London. His passion for snowboarding over the past two seasons has allowed me to spend more time with him than the rest of my siblings during the time since returning from my full-time mission nearly five years ago. It is my hope that I can continue building a closer relationship with him while he's on the other side of the globe.</span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WXq08-54mxA/TAYCz-G01iI/AAAAAAAABTs/v1YYpvfrCGw/s1600/kyguy_blog.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="640" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WXq08-54mxA/TAYCz-G01iI/AAAAAAAABTs/v1YYpvfrCGw/s640/kyguy_blog.jpg" width="428" /></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;">There is a large age-gap between Kyle and I, and as a result our schedules rarely work out, and we don't have a ton in common. He loves to spend his time exploring the limits of different video games and shooting pellet guns at his friend's farm, and hiking and snowboarding have little interest for him currently. In fact, nothing really interests him, including getting his driver license or a job, although he recently got hired on as an extra hand at his buddy's farm milking cows and doing odd jobs. It's tough to build a close relationship that is full of depth and meaning when you don't have a ton in common, but we've recently been able to have a lot of fun together and I feel like things are looking up across the board with my brothers.</span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;">&nbsp;</span><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WXq08-54mxA/TAYCNJQzcoI/AAAAAAAABTU/B4BsjdQSGAE/s1600/_MG_0001_0272_blog.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="640" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WXq08-54mxA/TAYCNJQzcoI/AAAAAAAABTU/B4BsjdQSGAE/s640/_MG_0001_0272_blog.jpg" width="428" /></a><a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WXq08-54mxA/TAYCc7MXLJI/AAAAAAAABTc/j-Lu5m_CSTs/s1600/_MG_0006_0277_blog.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="640" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WXq08-54mxA/TAYCc7MXLJI/AAAAAAAABTc/j-Lu5m_CSTs/s640/_MG_0006_0277_blog.jpg" width="428" /></a><a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WXq08-54mxA/TAYCmSWL6yI/AAAAAAAABTk/y6YjECSG5hM/s1600/_MG_9974_0246_blog.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="640" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WXq08-54mxA/TAYCmSWL6yI/AAAAAAAABTk/y6YjECSG5hM/s640/_MG_9974_0246_blog.jpg" width="428" /></a></div><div style="text-align: justify;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;">Oh, what can I say? Elanor a spoiled attention seeker who loves to get her brothers in trouble by making a scene out of just about anything, but she still manages to put a smile on my face everytime I spend time around her. She's nine-years-old, and trying to grow up much too fast. Her recent obsession is text-messaging. When Kory left for his mission last Thursday, his cell-phone unwittingly fell into the groping hands of Elanor, and now almost daily I get a "How R U?" or a "Lol" from Elanor. She's definitely not satisfied with being nine, and I think nineteen can't come too soon in her eyes. Mick taught her to do a backflip on the trampoline a couple weeks ago, and now she's managed to do a backflip while holding the cell phone and probably texting with one hand at the same time.&nbsp;</span></div><div style="text-align: justify;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"><br /></span></div><div style="text-align: justify;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;">I love my family, and although we're kind of mess, whose family isn't? I submit that the moment the perfect family appears, the world will end. Until then, I'll keep mine.&nbsp;</span></div>parkerhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09121518446571250898noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8444572843715403776.post-39637428117630741062010-06-01T18:32:00.000-06:002010-06-01T18:32:27.953-06:00Lisa and Ben<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WXq08-54mxA/TAWiILNpdAI/AAAAAAAABTE/zFaEaoaaDFY/s1600/hong_0021.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="640" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WXq08-54mxA/TAWiILNpdAI/AAAAAAAABTE/zFaEaoaaDFY/s640/hong_0021.jpg" width="428" /></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;">I</span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"> know what you're thinking: "Wait a second. I say, hold on there, just a minute; Parker doesn't shoot weddings!"</span></div><div style="text-align: justify;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"><br /></span></div><div style="text-align: justify;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;">Now, that's not fair. Yes, it's true that I loath how most weddings (particularly LDS weddings) are celebrated, and feel that the manner by which most people carry out the tradition is silly and antiquated, but there is something on this earth that can get me to step way way outside my comfort zone and shoot the occasional wedding: food. And I don't mean food as in exotic or luxurious food. I mean food in general. I mean survival, sustenance, fuel. That's what happens when you're a flat broke photographer trying to scrape by–you end up doing things that perhaps you otherwise wouldn't do. Yes, it's true that I think most weddings are silly, but that being said, I do get hungry, and weddings pay well, so don't judge me.</span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WXq08-54mxA/TAWguroi6MI/AAAAAAAABRE/VHoBoo2Voxc/s1600/_MG_3710.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="640" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WXq08-54mxA/TAWguroi6MI/AAAAAAAABRE/VHoBoo2Voxc/s640/_MG_3710.jpg" width="428" /></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WXq08-54mxA/TAWh_9QYziI/AAAAAAAABS8/xhdawg3OByI/s1600/hong_0010.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="640" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WXq08-54mxA/TAWh_9QYziI/AAAAAAAABS8/xhdawg3OByI/s640/hong_0010.jpg" width="428" /></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;">All joking aside, I had a fantastic time in Coto De Caza shooting Ben and Lisa's reception. It was nice and relatively stress free because it was round two, so to speak, in the series of receptions, because they were married in the Mt. Timpanogos Temple in American Fork, UT, and had a big celebration in Utah the week before, then had an additional party in Mission Viejo, CA the following weekend for all of Lisa's friends back home. I've always been one of those guys that enjoys the occasional trip to California, but wouldn't want to live there. As the years go by, I find myself in Southern California more and more often, and my distaste for ever setting up shop there keeps growing, but it was a wonderful trip, regardless. Lisa and Ben threw a great party, and I made some friends that I hope will last a lifetime. Here's a bunch of photos from the reception. I'm not in the mood to give captions to them, so you'll just have to make up your own stories for each image. Feel free to click on any of the pictures to see a larger version.</span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WXq08-54mxA/TAWg3Fw57UI/AAAAAAAABRU/LjWJtN0wBA0/s1600/_MG_3718.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="640" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WXq08-54mxA/TAWg3Fw57UI/AAAAAAAABRU/LjWJtN0wBA0/s640/_MG_3718.jpg" width="428" /></a><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WXq08-54mxA/TAWg6tyeccI/AAAAAAAABRc/8bC0Ge2R8fk/s1600/_MG_3722.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="640" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WXq08-54mxA/TAWg6tyeccI/AAAAAAAABRc/8bC0Ge2R8fk/s640/_MG_3722.jpg" width="428" /></a><a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WXq08-54mxA/TAWhIFA71xI/AAAAAAAABR0/ys9EmDVNyug/s1600/_MG_3777.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="640" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WXq08-54mxA/TAWhIFA71xI/AAAAAAAABR0/ys9EmDVNyug/s640/_MG_3777.jpg" width="428" /></a><a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WXq08-54mxA/TAWhjPCdNDI/AAAAAAAABSc/peSoHVkUQfQ/s1600/_MG_3880.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="640" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WXq08-54mxA/TAWhjPCdNDI/AAAAAAAABSc/peSoHVkUQfQ/s640/_MG_3880.jpg" width="428" /></a><a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WXq08-54mxA/TAWgzfiMlwI/AAAAAAAABRM/eAh41twxVvk/s1600/_MG_3714.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="267" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WXq08-54mxA/TAWgzfiMlwI/AAAAAAAABRM/eAh41twxVvk/s400/_MG_3714.jpg" width="400" /></a><a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WXq08-54mxA/TAWhc2AWjoI/AAAAAAAABSU/jsZPb8Ut0kc/s1600/_MG_3878.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="267" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WXq08-54mxA/TAWhc2AWjoI/AAAAAAAABSU/jsZPb8Ut0kc/s400/_MG_3878.jpg" width="400" /></a><a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WXq08-54mxA/TAWhr3SDwZI/AAAAAAAABSk/X5G_6ZR0uHQ/s1600/_MG_3913.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="267" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WXq08-54mxA/TAWhr3SDwZI/AAAAAAAABSk/X5G_6ZR0uHQ/s400/_MG_3913.jpg" width="400" /></a><a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WXq08-54mxA/TAWg_tLn1DI/AAAAAAAABRk/NQo8Z3xcNLI/s1600/_MG_3764.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="640" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WXq08-54mxA/TAWg_tLn1DI/AAAAAAAABRk/NQo8Z3xcNLI/s640/_MG_3764.jpg" width="428" /></a><a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WXq08-54mxA/TAWhEECjj6I/AAAAAAAABRs/9cfuS8aJJEI/s1600/_MG_3773.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="640" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WXq08-54mxA/TAWhEECjj6I/AAAAAAAABRs/9cfuS8aJJEI/s640/_MG_3773.jpg" width="428" /></a><a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WXq08-54mxA/TAWhNmo5auI/AAAAAAAABR8/5k3QtqAFUZ8/s1600/_MG_3854.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="640" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WXq08-54mxA/TAWhNmo5auI/AAAAAAAABR8/5k3QtqAFUZ8/s640/_MG_3854.jpg" width="428" /></a><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WXq08-54mxA/TAWhzEDsRxI/AAAAAAAABSs/aROgACL9De8/s1600/_MG_3968.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="640" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WXq08-54mxA/TAWhzEDsRxI/AAAAAAAABSs/aROgACL9De8/s640/_MG_3968.jpg" width="428" /></a><a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WXq08-54mxA/TAWhSTUsk3I/AAAAAAAABSE/8jfKC8BR_3I/s1600/_MG_3861.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="640" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WXq08-54mxA/TAWhSTUsk3I/AAAAAAAABSE/8jfKC8BR_3I/s640/_MG_3861.jpg" width="428" /></a><a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WXq08-54mxA/TAWhXsWvC5I/AAAAAAAABSM/WJaUWHWCTcI/s1600/_MG_3866.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="640" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WXq08-54mxA/TAWhXsWvC5I/AAAAAAAABSM/WJaUWHWCTcI/s640/_MG_3866.jpg" width="428" /></a><a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WXq08-54mxA/TAWh6Htdh7I/AAAAAAAABS0/qCVMtJYbVzo/s1600/_MG_3998.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="640" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WXq08-54mxA/TAWh6Htdh7I/AAAAAAAABS0/qCVMtJYbVzo/s640/_MG_3998.jpg" width="428" /></a></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"><br /></span></div>parkerhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09121518446571250898noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8444572843715403776.post-85244393961212746732010-05-30T13:44:00.000-06:002010-05-30T13:44:37.946-06:00Moustache May!<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WXq08-54mxA/TAK7qmigqqI/AAAAAAAABQ0/wRYDeDBJjcw/s1600/moustache_0122.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="640" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WXq08-54mxA/TAK7qmigqqI/AAAAAAAABQ0/wRYDeDBJjcw/s640/moustache_0122.jpg" width="428" /></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;">I labeled it as the "Greatest Gathering of Moustaches the World Has Ever Known." Regardless of whether or not that's actually true, this year's Moustache May party, held on May 22, 2010, was a roaring success. The weather was not cooperating all day and I thought it was going to rain and ruin the adventures, but the clouds blew away, the sun came out, and people started showing up right on cue.</span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WXq08-54mxA/TAK6_yQ4NKI/AAAAAAAABP0/6Eu9OUdKMbk/s1600/moustache_0042.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="640" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WXq08-54mxA/TAK6_yQ4NKI/AAAAAAAABP0/6Eu9OUdKMbk/s640/moustache_0042.jpg" width="428" /></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;">It was fun to see all the different moustaches that people came up with. Rob's wife made chocolate suckers that looked like moustaches, and Janna Mills definitely knew how to rock the chocolate. Men had moustaches, women had moustaches, children and pets had moustaches, and ultimately it was just an excuse for people to get together and have a cookout.&nbsp;</span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WXq08-54mxA/TAK68BxV3-I/AAAAAAAABPs/Cz3oRLwdGHg/s1600/moustache_0016.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="640" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WXq08-54mxA/TAK68BxV3-I/AAAAAAAABPs/Cz3oRLwdGHg/s640/moustache_0016.jpg" width="428" /></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">Todd, Rob, and Denny lookin' purdy.</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WXq08-54mxA/TAK68BxV3-I/AAAAAAAABPs/Cz3oRLwdGHg/s1600/moustache_0016.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"></a><a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WXq08-54mxA/TAK7J8UF0HI/AAAAAAAABQM/jDn2SdvQKTM/s1600/moustache_0104.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="640" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WXq08-54mxA/TAK7J8UF0HI/AAAAAAAABQM/jDn2SdvQKTM/s640/moustache_0104.jpg" width="428" /></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">Tanner Mills, ladies and gentlemen.</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WXq08-54mxA/TAK7J8UF0HI/AAAAAAAABQM/jDn2SdvQKTM/s1600/moustache_0104.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"></a><a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WXq08-54mxA/TAK7QhiEkmI/AAAAAAAABQc/aruMUVoUu4k/s1600/moustache_0078.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="640" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WXq08-54mxA/TAK7QhiEkmI/AAAAAAAABQc/aruMUVoUu4k/s640/moustache_0078.jpg" width="428" /></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">The happy couple. Sporting the 'staches well.</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WXq08-54mxA/TAK7QhiEkmI/AAAAAAAABQc/aruMUVoUu4k/s1600/moustache_0078.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"></a><a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WXq08-54mxA/TAK7YDUtbZI/AAAAAAAABQs/PomWEiroD24/s1600/moustache_0126.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="640" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WXq08-54mxA/TAK7YDUtbZI/AAAAAAAABQs/PomWEiroD24/s640/moustache_0126.jpg" width="428" /></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;">I set up a white backdrop in the garage and my studio lights and for the first two hours or so I made it a point to take pictures of the guests, but somewhere along the way I lost interest and put my camera away. Ultimately I'm really stoked with how the party turned out. A bunch of my friends drove down from Canada and Idaho, as well as quite a few making the short trek from Salt Lake City to come party like it was 1988. We gave out prizes for what we considered best 'staches:</span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"><br /></span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;">1) Most Creative: My sister Elanor, with her "Grass 'Stache." She won some Pringles.</span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;">2) Best Artificial: Jade Magnum Thomason for his Curly Cue. A copy of Borat.</span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;">3) Best Authentic: K for the Win. His creation was absolutely unmatched. Mr. Potato Head Prize.</span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WXq08-54mxA/TAK7yLy55xI/AAAAAAAABQ8/kc2J__7N6mc/s1600/moustache_0120.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="640" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WXq08-54mxA/TAK7yLy55xI/AAAAAAAABQ8/kc2J__7N6mc/s640/moustache_0120.jpg" width="428" /></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;">Next year should be even better, so we hope to see many many more people make the trek and the sacrifice to enjoy a Moustached America. We at the Moustache May party do recognize that the current system is a disincentive for the clean shaven to enjoy the Utopia that we dream of, but we just need to start small. One moustache at a time.</span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WXq08-54mxA/TAK7Dcfv5pI/AAAAAAAABP8/T5EWiwJ5Xbw/s1600/moustache_0063.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="640" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WXq08-54mxA/TAK7Dcfv5pI/AAAAAAAABP8/T5EWiwJ5Xbw/s640/moustache_0063.jpg" width="428" /></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">No caption necessary.</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WXq08-54mxA/TAK7GVfPIzI/AAAAAAAABQE/sjNft_gx76A/s1600/moustache_0090.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="267" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WXq08-54mxA/TAK7GVfPIzI/AAAAAAAABQE/sjNft_gx76A/s400/moustache_0090.jpg" width="400" /></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">Jade and Marcus making it happen.<a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WXq08-54mxA/TAK7UVDcu8I/AAAAAAAABQk/4sXGdLd61WU/s1600/moustache_0130.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="267" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WXq08-54mxA/TAK7UVDcu8I/AAAAAAAABQk/4sXGdLd61WU/s400/moustache_0130.jpg" width="400" /></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">Ze German girls.</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WXq08-54mxA/TAK7NF5DcwI/AAAAAAAABQU/UKkG0yJ2k_I/s1600/moustache_0111.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="267" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WXq08-54mxA/TAK7NF5DcwI/AAAAAAAABQU/UKkG0yJ2k_I/s400/moustache_0111.jpg" width="400" /></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">Erin and I. Her moustache is bigger than mine.</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"><br /></span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;">Check out the rest of the pictures on Facebook:</span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Helvetica;"><a href="http://www.facebook.com/album.php?aid=428023&amp;id=737705555">http://www.facebook.com/album.php?aid=428023&amp;id=737705555</a></span></span></div>parkerhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09121518446571250898noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8444572843715403776.post-37147817516565521082010-05-05T01:29:00.000-06:002010-05-05T01:29:12.520-06:00May the 4th Be With You<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WXq08-54mxA/S-EWpPnXseI/AAAAAAAABOM/7fxLEMXuuJQ/s1600/_MG_4053_blog.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="640" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WXq08-54mxA/S-EWpPnXseI/AAAAAAAABOM/7fxLEMXuuJQ/s640/_MG_4053_blog.jpg" width="427" /></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;">Here we are. The 4th is with us on Star Wars Day in Newport Beach, and Mick is found in his usual position, sleeping in, despite the noise and commotion four men can make in the same hotel room. I thought that for $46 a night we'd be staying in a dive, but it was actually pretty nice. The beds weren't the most comfortable, but it wasn't really that bad. Travelodge Newport Beach. Stay there. If you dare.</span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WXq08-54mxA/S-EWuFiMfsI/AAAAAAAABOU/XU6cx-2zdEQ/s1600/_MG_4055_blog.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="640" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WXq08-54mxA/S-EWuFiMfsI/AAAAAAAABOU/XU6cx-2zdEQ/s640/_MG_4055_blog.jpg" width="428" /></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;">The mini-fridge took a typical look as well, filled with all the essentials of life when you're on a road trip. We spent Monday at Magic Mountain and managed to ride each of the roller coasters in the park, and many of them we rode several times. I had a really good time. I got sick part-way through the day and had to sit out a couple, but my brothers rode about 25 different times. Tuesday was spent at Huntington Beach doing some body boarding and throwing frisbees. But the highlight of the day was Roscoe's House of Chicken'n Waffles.</span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WXq08-54mxA/S-EWxz3sJcI/AAAAAAAABOc/r6qUCnFQ4eY/s1600/_MG_4058_blog.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="640" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WXq08-54mxA/S-EWxz3sJcI/AAAAAAAABOc/r6qUCnFQ4eY/s640/_MG_4058_blog.jpg" width="428" /></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;">The syrup and the gravy both finer than wine. We went to Long Beach and made the magic happen. Then we went to the beach and took some sunset photos on Long Beach. It was lovely.</span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WXq08-54mxA/S-EW0-q39WI/AAAAAAAABOk/e3tR3ujS1lM/s1600/_MG_4062_blog.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="640" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WXq08-54mxA/S-EW0-q39WI/AAAAAAAABOk/e3tR3ujS1lM/s640/_MG_4062_blog.jpg" width="428" /></a><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WXq08-54mxA/S-EW4ThPh2I/AAAAAAAABOs/eX50jgkdlfw/s1600/_MG_4068_blog.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="640" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WXq08-54mxA/S-EW4ThPh2I/AAAAAAAABOs/eX50jgkdlfw/s640/_MG_4068_blog.jpg" width="428" /></a><a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WXq08-54mxA/S-EW7EW9WCI/AAAAAAAABO0/guUw2n6ZB6Y/s1600/_MG_4077_blog.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="640" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WXq08-54mxA/S-EW7EW9WCI/AAAAAAAABO0/guUw2n6ZB6Y/s640/_MG_4077_blog.jpg" width="428" /></a><a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WXq08-54mxA/S-EW9drS-cI/AAAAAAAABO8/KycreXkmR0Q/s1600/_MG_4079_blog.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="640" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WXq08-54mxA/S-EW9drS-cI/AAAAAAAABO8/KycreXkmR0Q/s640/_MG_4079_blog.jpg" width="428" /></a><a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WXq08-54mxA/S-EXA4JsR6I/AAAAAAAABPE/WKM1vq5u_Ak/s1600/_MG_4097_blog.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="640" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WXq08-54mxA/S-EXA4JsR6I/AAAAAAAABPE/WKM1vq5u_Ak/s640/_MG_4097_blog.jpg" width="428" /></a><a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WXq08-54mxA/S-EXEcsJvTI/AAAAAAAABPM/7NWHwZTcrso/s1600/_MG_4100_blog.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="640" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WXq08-54mxA/S-EXEcsJvTI/AAAAAAAABPM/7NWHwZTcrso/s640/_MG_4100_blog.jpg" width="428" /></a><a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WXq08-54mxA/S-EXIHfN_RI/AAAAAAAABPU/CUOlNsotrxc/s1600/_MG_4102_blog.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="267" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WXq08-54mxA/S-EXIHfN_RI/AAAAAAAABPU/CUOlNsotrxc/s400/_MG_4102_blog.jpg" width="400" /></a><a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WXq08-54mxA/S-EXLEETS4I/AAAAAAAABPc/xvh7DkDInVg/s1600/_MG_4104_blog.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="267" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WXq08-54mxA/S-EXLEETS4I/AAAAAAAABPc/xvh7DkDInVg/s400/_MG_4104_blog.jpg" width="400" /></a><a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WXq08-54mxA/S-EXOj9xGOI/AAAAAAAABPk/Ju4Koez-PV0/s1600/_MG_4110_blog.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="640" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WXq08-54mxA/S-EXOj9xGOI/AAAAAAAABPk/Ju4Koez-PV0/s640/_MG_4110_blog.jpg" width="428" /></a></div>parkerhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09121518446571250898noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8444572843715403776.post-4878501676497436752010-05-02T09:53:00.001-06:002010-05-02T09:53:36.725-06:00Ramakrishna<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WXq08-54mxA/S92dbmzgGYI/AAAAAAAABNs/b6FjACrUnlE/s1600/_MG_3661_2_3_4_5_tonemapped_blog.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="640" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WXq08-54mxA/S92dbmzgGYI/AAAAAAAABNs/b6FjACrUnlE/s640/_MG_3661_2_3_4_5_tonemapped_blog.jpg" width="428" /></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;">HDRI has been incredibly fun lately. This dark hallways at the Ramakrishna Vedanta Monastery had an incredible amount of detail that I wanted to capture. 5 exposures later, and a little love from Photomatix, and we got some nice colors showing through on this piece.</span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WXq08-54mxA/S92dfJWI_UI/AAAAAAAABN8/vB6wX8l7EGg/s1600/_MG_3676_77_78_79_80_tonemapped_blog.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="267" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WXq08-54mxA/S92dfJWI_UI/AAAAAAAABN8/vB6wX8l7EGg/s400/_MG_3676_77_78_79_80_tonemapped_blog.jpg" width="400" /></a></div><div style="text-align: justify;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;">The Vedanta society gleans their beliefs from the Vedas, which are the ancient scriptures of India, and this monastery was built in 1949, has been voted one of the most beautiful places in Orange County. We walked around for a bit, but it was actually kind of boring, and the "monks" or whatever those people were, weren't the most forthcoming or helpful people in the world. It was really old and cool though, so I enjoyed checking it out. Here's a few more pictures.</span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WXq08-54mxA/S92ddtiR2II/AAAAAAAABN0/DQcEt9qxd7g/s1600/_MG_3671_2_3_4_5_tonemapped_blog.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="266" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WXq08-54mxA/S92ddtiR2II/AAAAAAAABN0/DQcEt9qxd7g/s400/_MG_3671_2_3_4_5_tonemapped_blog.jpg" width="400" /></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WXq08-54mxA/S92dgMfohLI/AAAAAAAABOE/Xr8bkcajfRM/s1600/_MG_3682_blog.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="267" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WXq08-54mxA/S92dgMfohLI/AAAAAAAABOE/Xr8bkcajfRM/s400/_MG_3682_blog.jpg" width="400" /></a></div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"><br /></span>parkerhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09121518446571250898noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8444572843715403776.post-90716417176302314982010-04-30T10:13:00.000-06:002010-04-30T10:13:46.783-06:00Mission Viejo<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WXq08-54mxA/S9r_pcAc6AI/AAAAAAAABNU/86fOrfATADU/s1600/_MG_3572_blog.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="640" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WXq08-54mxA/S9r_pcAc6AI/AAAAAAAABNU/86fOrfATADU/s640/_MG_3572_blog.jpg" width="428" /></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"><br /></div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;">About a month ago I was hanging out in Springville, UT with my buddy Ryan Hong. At the time, he was living with his sister Lisa who was engaged to be married. We somehow got on the subject of photography and I peeked at their engagement photos, which were done by Jonathan Canlas, one of the most highly sought after film photographers in the western states. I commented on them, and it came out in the course of the conversation that I am a photographer, and they asked me what I charge to do just a reception, since they had all their Utah stuff planned out, they were still on the prowl for a photog to cover the California reception, because Lisa and Ryan are both from Mission Viejo, in Orange County. I sent them a bid, and was hired. Crashing at the Hong home and eating delicious food, and visiting interesting places with the grandparents has been really fun. Here's a few photos that I took while we were at the <a href="http://www.tuckerwildlife.org/">Tucker Wildlife Sanctuary</a>&nbsp;in Modjeska Canyon.</span><br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WXq08-54mxA/S9r_oNLVKSI/AAAAAAAABNM/4E22rIHIoI8/s1600/_MG_3562_blog.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="640" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WXq08-54mxA/S9r_oNLVKSI/AAAAAAAABNM/4E22rIHIoI8/s640/_MG_3562_blog.jpg" width="428" /></a><a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WXq08-54mxA/S9r_rGsCVbI/AAAAAAAABNc/Ke8UXDYvqA8/s1600/_MG_3576_blog.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="640" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WXq08-54mxA/S9r_rGsCVbI/AAAAAAAABNc/Ke8UXDYvqA8/s640/_MG_3576_blog.jpg" width="428" /></a><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WXq08-54mxA/S9r_smyFNMI/AAAAAAAABNk/0OLNpKeubZs/s1600/_MG_3638_blog.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="640" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WXq08-54mxA/S9r_smyFNMI/AAAAAAAABNk/0OLNpKeubZs/s640/_MG_3638_blog.jpg" width="427" /></a><a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WXq08-54mxA/S9r_j6RxnbI/AAAAAAAABNE/nDPn9oiQV3Y/s1600/_MG_3650_1_2_3_4_tonemapped_blog.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="266" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WXq08-54mxA/S9r_j6RxnbI/AAAAAAAABNE/nDPn9oiQV3Y/s400/_MG_3650_1_2_3_4_tonemapped_blog.jpg" width="400" /></a></div>parkerhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09121518446571250898noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8444572843715403776.post-10532980490561118212010-04-28T09:37:00.001-06:002010-04-28T09:39:07.035-06:00Mordor<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WXq08-54mxA/S9hTeZLlorI/AAAAAAAABNA/9BQNGpjW9qw/s1600/Screen+shot+2010-04-28+at+9.04.37+AM.png" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="283" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WXq08-54mxA/S9hTeZLlorI/AAAAAAAABNA/9BQNGpjW9qw/s400/Screen+shot+2010-04-28+at+9.04.37+AM.png" width="400" /></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: justify;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;">That's how it started. The next morning Grant and I met up at the mouth of Little Rock Canyon in Springville, UT, just north of the Three Sisters, and started headed up the gulch. It's a pretty interesting hike because there haven't been too many people in there over the years, and the trail is pretty much a minimalistic game trail that has the occasional human footprint.</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Helvetica;"><a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WXq08-54mxA/S9hPqId7-bI/AAAAAAAABMU/UlWYlG0eeUk/s1600/HDR_day_0003_blog.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="266" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WXq08-54mxA/S9hPqId7-bI/AAAAAAAABMU/UlWYlG0eeUk/s400/HDR_day_0003_blog.jpg" width="400" /></a></span></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WXq08-54mxA/S9hP3DBOY1I/AAAAAAAABMc/LSyOrFHxfS0/s1600/HDR_day_0011_blog.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="266" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WXq08-54mxA/S9hP3DBOY1I/AAAAAAAABMc/LSyOrFHxfS0/s400/HDR_day_0011_blog.jpg" width="400" /></a></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WXq08-54mxA/S9hPw86TvNI/AAAAAAAABMY/IqCGL-w3VwQ/s1600/HDR_day_0010_blog.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="640" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WXq08-54mxA/S9hPw86TvNI/AAAAAAAABMY/IqCGL-w3VwQ/s640/HDR_day_0010_blog.jpg" width="426" /></a></div><div style="text-align: justify;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;">6 AM was looking especially beautiful with some high soaring clouds up over Loafer Mountain and Spanish Fork Peak. Grant slept through his alarm, and as a result was about 20 minutes late, but it was fine because the trail was really sketchy and I kind of wanted a partner and some more light before I started up into the "wilderness." I really enjoyed the area though. I was eating at a little restaurant in Springville called La Casita with my dad last week, and I was looking over at the mountains and realized that I had never been in Little Rock Canyon. In fact, I didn't even know what it was called until this morning when I pulled up a USGS Topographical map online. But from the valley it looks crazy and filled with spines and jagged rocks and stuff, and it reminded me of Mordor from the Lord of the Rings movies. It didn't disappoint once inside. I decided to shoot pretty much everything inside the canyon as an HDR image. Some images have three shots comprising the composite, but most have 5 or 7. Enjoy.</span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WXq08-54mxA/S9hP_5ZRJ6I/AAAAAAAABMg/Iu9be4BM_W4/s1600/HDR_day_0026_27_28_29_30_31_32_tonemapped_blog.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="266" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WXq08-54mxA/S9hP_5ZRJ6I/AAAAAAAABMg/Iu9be4BM_W4/s400/HDR_day_0026_27_28_29_30_31_32_tonemapped_blog.jpg" width="400" /></a></div><div style="text-align: center;">&nbsp;This one made me feel like Shelob, looking down into Cirith Ungol. Except I was looking down into Springville.</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WXq08-54mxA/S9hSkbOWxGI/AAAAAAAABM8/YMuSW-fqOoQ/s1600/HDR_day_0045_6_7_tonemapped_blog.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="640" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WXq08-54mxA/S9hSkbOWxGI/AAAAAAAABM8/YMuSW-fqOoQ/s640/HDR_day_0045_6_7_tonemapped_blog.jpg" width="426" /></a></div><div style="text-align: center;">&nbsp;It's amazing to me the lengths to which living organisms will go in order to exist.</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WXq08-54mxA/S9hRCVDKprI/AAAAAAAABM0/v0-HQYRbvtY/s1600/HDR_day_0110_1_2_tonemapped_blog.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="266" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WXq08-54mxA/S9hRCVDKprI/AAAAAAAABM0/v0-HQYRbvtY/s400/HDR_day_0110_1_2_tonemapped_blog.jpg" width="400" /></a><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WXq08-54mxA/S9hQyLZtM7I/AAAAAAAABMw/OXT5y0uR93k/s1600/HDR_day_0096_097_098_099_100_tonemapped_blog.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="265" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WXq08-54mxA/S9hQyLZtM7I/AAAAAAAABMw/OXT5y0uR93k/s400/HDR_day_0096_097_098_099_100_tonemapped_blog.jpg" width="400" /></a><a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WXq08-54mxA/S9hQPDcGmfI/AAAAAAAABMk/n2Mp_Lics5s/s1600/HDR_day_0077_8_9_tonemapped_blog.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="266" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WXq08-54mxA/S9hQPDcGmfI/AAAAAAAABMk/n2Mp_Lics5s/s400/HDR_day_0077_8_9_tonemapped_blog.jpg" width="400" /></a></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WXq08-54mxA/S9hQa5wG3EI/AAAAAAAABMo/QegyJER1PuA/s1600/HDR_day_0083_4_5_tonemapped_blog.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="266" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WXq08-54mxA/S9hQa5wG3EI/AAAAAAAABMo/QegyJER1PuA/s400/HDR_day_0083_4_5_tonemapped_blog.jpg" width="400" /></a></div><div style="text-align: center;">These two images of grant were composited using three exposures.</div><div style="text-align: center;"><a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WXq08-54mxA/S9hQmLXo7II/AAAAAAAABMs/iwk6nEt5GHo/s1600/HDR_day_0089_90_91_92_93_94_95_tonemapped_blog.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="266" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WXq08-54mxA/S9hQmLXo7II/AAAAAAAABMs/iwk6nEt5GHo/s400/HDR_day_0089_90_91_92_93_94_95_tonemapped_blog.jpg" width="400" /></a></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WXq08-54mxA/S9hPg5tIxAI/AAAAAAAABMQ/kcMOdFDi7C0/s1600/HDR%20Parker1_blog.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="640" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WXq08-54mxA/S9hPg5tIxAI/AAAAAAAABMQ/kcMOdFDi7C0/s640/HDR%20Parker1_blog.jpg" width="424" /></a></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WXq08-54mxA/S9hPWosog5I/AAAAAAAABMM/pvraop2GIM0/s1600/HDR%20Parker_blog.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="640" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WXq08-54mxA/S9hPWosog5I/AAAAAAAABMM/pvraop2GIM0/s640/HDR%20Parker_blog.jpg" width="426" /></a></div><div style="text-align: center;">Grant took these portraits of me and I like them.</div>parkerhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09121518446571250898noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8444572843715403776.post-36543710084635094532010-04-25T01:48:00.000-06:002010-04-25T01:48:44.002-06:00It's Not Over<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WXq08-54mxA/S9Px4qQZGXI/AAAAAAAABLg/RHA8iFymL_o/s1600/hip_0021_blog.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="640" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WXq08-54mxA/S9Px4qQZGXI/AAAAAAAABLg/RHA8iFymL_o/s640/hip_0021_blog.jpg" width="428" /></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;">So, I know my last post was all about how the season is winding down, and everyone is in summer mode, etc etc etc. Fortunately for me (and maybe for all you?), Daryl is still in winter snowboarding mode, and it definitely stoked to be alive. We've been trying to get up to Grizzly Gulch the last few days but my schedule and the weather have been conspiring against all our efforts. Today we were lucky enough to make it to the feature for a sunset session, despite the fact that the rest of the crew was doing gay bike races and stuff (just kidding Andy, just had to rub it in).</span></div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"><br /></span><br /><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;">I'm so stoked on how these images turned out. In addition to the photos, Daryl and I lugged my track/dolly up the mountain, and got some pretty amazing looking video footage. Big ups to D.Young for holding down the fort and stomping some heavy tricks. Even though it's winding down, the snow season is <i>definitely</i>&nbsp;not over yet.</span><br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WXq08-54mxA/S9PyCjalGMI/AAAAAAAABLo/d-Nit6f-YQY/s1600/hip_0025_blog.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="640" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WXq08-54mxA/S9PyCjalGMI/AAAAAAAABLo/d-Nit6f-YQY/s640/hip_0025_blog.jpg" width="428" /></a><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WXq08-54mxA/S9PyHySDJpI/AAAAAAAABLw/W7jsUhHv-bo/s1600/hip_0028_blog.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="640" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WXq08-54mxA/S9PyHySDJpI/AAAAAAAABLw/W7jsUhHv-bo/s640/hip_0028_blog.jpg" width="428" /></a><a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WXq08-54mxA/S9PyOkFyfDI/AAAAAAAABL4/aLSb_UGjRj8/s1600/hip_0032_blog.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="640" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WXq08-54mxA/S9PyOkFyfDI/AAAAAAAABL4/aLSb_UGjRj8/s640/hip_0032_blog.jpg" width="428" /></a><a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WXq08-54mxA/S9Pxuyap7eI/AAAAAAAABLY/LrZOEB-21bg/s1600/hip_0006_blog.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="640" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WXq08-54mxA/S9Pxuyap7eI/AAAAAAAABLY/LrZOEB-21bg/s640/hip_0006_blog.jpg" width="428" /></a></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"><br /></span></div>parkerhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09121518446571250898noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8444572843715403776.post-67431940311971419642010-04-23T16:57:00.000-06:002010-04-23T16:57:01.567-06:00Spring Is Here<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WXq08-54mxA/S9Ie_y8DK0I/AAAAAAAABKw/lacQ8Sqfm4I/s1600/utah_lake_0002_blog.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="267" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WXq08-54mxA/S9Ie_y8DK0I/AAAAAAAABKw/lacQ8Sqfm4I/s400/utah_lake_0002_blog.jpg" width="400" /></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;">As the snow retreats further and further toward the sky, I am sadly resigned to the fact that the winter is over. Granted, there is still some excellent riding to be done in the mountains, and every little rain storm in the valley means good solid snow at 10,000 ft, but most of the resorts are closed (Snowbird being, to my knowledge, the only Utah resort still operating), and a lot of my friends that I normally film with have fled the state, or are in summer-mode, pulling out their longboards and their slack-lines and chomping at the bit to go backpacking and rock climbing in their Chacos.</span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"><br /></span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;">When I was growing up, I did a ton of backpacking and bouldering with my family, and spent a lot of time in Southern Utah and the Wasatch exploring trails and ravines and various aspects of the wilderness lifestyle. I learned early on how to efficiently pack, how to set up a tent, how to choose non-perishable foods that are high in protein for camping, etc. When Jr. High and High School rolled around, however, my family kind of stopped doing these things together, and none of my friends were interested in doing things other than jumping on the trampoline and going to the public pool (which is rad, by the way. That's not meant to be derogatory).</span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"><br /></span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;">My major regret is just that my social circle moved away from the mountains if it wasn't snowboarding, and I just didn't spend that much time doing outdoor activities in the summer, and busied myself with working and attempting to save money so my winters could be more enjoyable. I remember waiting for the 50% off sales at Milosport so I could buy all my gear for the next season.</span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"><br /></span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;">With that rather long preface, you can understand why the diminishment of Spring, and the approach of Summer has always been something of anathema to me, and I usually spend my summers counting down the days until the snow starts to fly again. I hope to make an emotional transition this summer, though. I'd really like to have the same passion for the mountains in the Summer and Fall that I do in the Winter and Spring, and I've been taking steps in the appropriate direction to reignite that love I used to have.</span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"><br /></span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;">Last Sunday I went for a walk with my friend Erin McMullin down by Utah Lake. She's been my friend for about a year and a half and she's always keen for a good adventure, so we went and watched and listened to the images and sounds of Spring pushing its way into summer. I've never taken pictures of the reeds down by the lake, and I'm super stoked with how these ones turned out. Enjoy, and get stoked because I hope to have my blog filled with impressive images of God's handiwork all Summer long.</span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WXq08-54mxA/S9IgEO7fSpI/AAAAAAAABLI/pTSSMUmO0nw/s1600/utah_lake_0023_blog.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="640" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WXq08-54mxA/S9IgEO7fSpI/AAAAAAAABLI/pTSSMUmO0nw/s640/utah_lake_0023_blog.jpg" width="428" /></a><a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WXq08-54mxA/S9If8DFSlJI/AAAAAAAABLA/U3AkerQss2M/s1600/utah_lake_0019_blog.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="640" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WXq08-54mxA/S9If8DFSlJI/AAAAAAAABLA/U3AkerQss2M/s640/utah_lake_0019_blog.jpg" width="428" /></a><a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WXq08-54mxA/S9IfZZLYOKI/AAAAAAAABK4/k5fqu7d_iFo/s1600/utah_lake_0007_blog.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="640" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WXq08-54mxA/S9IfZZLYOKI/AAAAAAAABK4/k5fqu7d_iFo/s640/utah_lake_0007_blog.jpg" width="428" /></a><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WXq08-54mxA/S9Ig82NMnyI/AAAAAAAABLQ/OTi4GPVwJGk/s1600/utah_lake_0026_blog.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="267" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WXq08-54mxA/S9Ig82NMnyI/AAAAAAAABLQ/OTi4GPVwJGk/s400/utah_lake_0026_blog.jpg" width="400" /></a></div>parkerhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09121518446571250898noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8444572843715403776.post-69825293988511049332010-04-23T01:07:00.001-06:002010-04-23T01:11:38.602-06:00Ahoy!<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WXq08-54mxA/S9FGIemwwSI/AAAAAAAABKo/7C4nBRJk-fw/s1600/PC_0003_blog.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="640" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WXq08-54mxA/S9FGIemwwSI/AAAAAAAABKo/7C4nBRJk-fw/s640/PC_0003_blog.jpg" width="428" /></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"><br /></div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;">"Ahoy! End of season in sight, cap'n!"&nbsp;</span><br /><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"><br /></span><br /><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;">Seems like this has been the prevailing attitude among pretty much everyone (except me and Andy). As I've been trying to organize spring park shooting, it's been like pulling teeth to get people together to shoot stuff. Eventually we were able to gather at Park City Mountain Resort, but it was graybird, so we ended up sessioning the pole jam feature that they put in for the last couple days. Such an amazing piece of metal, and it gave you a lot of opportunities to send it. I hit it the next day while shredding with my friend Rob and I thought I was going to die because you could charge it super deep into the transition. Big ups to all the guys who sacrificed their bodies for the shot, even though we didn't really get very many shots.</span><br /><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #645f5e; font-family: verdana, sans-serif; font-size: 10px; white-space: pre-wrap;"><object height="293" width="520"><param name="allowfullscreen" value="true" /><param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always" /><param name="movie" value="http://vimeo.com/moogaloop.swf?clip_id=11158374&amp;server=vimeo.com&amp;show_title=1&amp;show_byline=1&amp;show_portrait=0&amp;color=cf020c&amp;fullscreen=1" /><embed src="http://vimeo.com/moogaloop.swf?clip_id=11158374&amp;server=vimeo.com&amp;show_title=1&amp;show_byline=1&amp;show_portrait=0&amp;color=cf020c&amp;fullscreen=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowfullscreen="true" allowscriptaccess="always" width="520" height="293"></embed></object></span></span><iframe src="http://www.facebook.com/plugins/like.php?href=http%3A%2F%2Fparkercrossroadstudios.blogspot.com%2F2010%2F04%2Fahoy.html&amp;layout=standard&amp;show_faces=true&amp;width=450&amp;action=like&amp;colorscheme=light" scrolling="no" frameborder="0" allowTransparency="true" style="border:none; overflow:hidden; width:450px; height:px"></iframe>parkerhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09121518446571250898noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8444572843715403776.post-5333528974748189642010-04-23T00:35:00.001-06:002010-04-23T00:36:17.688-06:00Unpublished<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WXq08-54mxA/S9E9qnh7IeI/AAAAAAAABKg/xPOU6vboaeU/s1600/Davenport_0016_blog.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="267" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WXq08-54mxA/S9E9qnh7IeI/AAAAAAAABKg/xPOU6vboaeU/s400/Davenport_0016_blog.jpg" width="400" /></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;">I feel terribly negligent, and just realized that when I made the post about going hiking with Andy Earl and Forrest Shearer I forgot to include any high resolution images that weren't taken with my iPhone. Whoops! Here's just a few of the zone around the cornice that we were sessioning. Super cool day. Video of Andy will be in the new podcast episode, and the video of Forrest.......who knows. But he's sending it to his sponsors and to the TGR folks, so that's pretty cool. He got some pretty good looking drops.</span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WXq08-54mxA/S9E9Ht7okwI/AAAAAAAABKQ/uD8MAZkTWJk/s1600/Davenport_0004_blog.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="640" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WXq08-54mxA/S9E9Ht7okwI/AAAAAAAABKQ/uD8MAZkTWJk/s640/Davenport_0004_blog.jpg" width="428" /></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">Andy and Forrest atop the cornice after hiking back up.</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WXq08-54mxA/S9E9fasFEhI/AAAAAAAABKY/hka9BlAZiS8/s1600/Davenport_0010_blog.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="640" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WXq08-54mxA/S9E9fasFEhI/AAAAAAAABKY/hka9BlAZiS8/s640/Davenport_0010_blog.jpg" width="428" /></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">Forrest Shearer hiking up for another drop.<iframe src="http://www.facebook.com/plugins/like.php?href=http%3A%2F%2Fparkercrossroadstudios.blogspot.com%2F2010%2F04%2Funpublished.html&amp;layout=standard&amp;show_faces=true&amp;width=450&amp;action=like&amp;colorscheme=light" scrolling="no" frameborder="0" allowTransparency="true" style="border:none; overflow:hidden; width:450px; height:px"></iframe></div>parkerhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09121518446571250898noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8444572843715403776.post-52548589345052305592010-04-23T00:14:00.002-06:002010-04-23T12:00:19.228-06:00First Time<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WXq08-54mxA/S9E1-Mv0zkI/AAAAAAAABJo/GlIMVoZUHo4/s1600/GOPR0211_blog.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="640" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WXq08-54mxA/S9E1-Mv0zkI/AAAAAAAABJo/GlIMVoZUHo4/s640/GOPR0211_blog.jpg" width="480" /></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;">You'd think that being in my family would entitle you to snowboard lessons very early on in life. You'd be wrong. I did, however, finally manage to take my sister Elanor, who just turned 9 this month, out for her first day of snowboarding at Park City Mountain Resort. My dad scored a super cheap complete setup for her, and the trouble was just dialing in some time when I wasn't coaching, shooting for the podcast, or traveling. I guess good things come to those that wait, because we had a killer time.</span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"></span></div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"></span><br /><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"></span><br /><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Helvetica;"><a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WXq08-54mxA/S9E2wTQov1I/AAAAAAAABJ4/lCa5obX4XuM/s1600/GOPR0215_blog.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="300" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WXq08-54mxA/S9E2wTQov1I/AAAAAAAABJ4/lCa5obX4XuM/s400/GOPR0215_blog.jpg" width="400" /></a></span></div><div style="text-align: justify;">We got there and it was a bit firm, but after about 30 minutes of practicing one-foot stuff, the snow started to get really slushy. El was getting really bummed out because my mom has been telling her for months that she was just going to jump on a snowboard and be ripping up and down the mountain. Now, my mom has never snowboarded before, and doesn't really know that there's a very basic progression that needs to take place in order for a person to learn how to snowboard, and it's very different from strapping into your buddy's whip at the local city park. Elanor's expectations were somewhat different than the reality of snowboarding, and for a few minutes I thought maybe she was going to quit. She just couldn't figure out how to do a toe-side traverse. Finally, after quite a few tries, something clicked and we were able to do toe-side and heel-side, and then start linking those turns together.</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WXq08-54mxA/S9E2eAygMCI/AAAAAAAABJw/IUSLk9ZriJ8/s1600/GOPR0212_blog.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="300" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WXq08-54mxA/S9E2eAygMCI/AAAAAAAABJw/IUSLk9ZriJ8/s400/GOPR0212_blog.jpg" width="400" /></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;">We grabbed some lunch in the lodge and then rushed back out for some more ski-boardin' because she was so stoked to finally be able to go about 50 feet without falling down. The rest of the day was just working on gaining better edge control and ripping down the First Time slope. By the end of the day, she could ride the entire First Time area without falling once, and at a pretty decent speed making toe and heel-side turns. I was pretty proud.</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WXq08-54mxA/S9E4t-8rBWI/AAAAAAAABKI/aW6yVrGvgTk/s1600/GOPR0217_blog.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="300" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WXq08-54mxA/S9E4t-8rBWI/AAAAAAAABKI/aW6yVrGvgTk/s400/GOPR0217_blog.jpg" width="400" /></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;">Sadly it's the end of the season, and she'll have to wait until the '10/'11 season before she can get back on her board, but she was pumped and ready to keep doing some more. I got a few slashes in the slush, and did some 180's (for the awe and entertainment of those riding the chairlift), and El promptly fell asleep before we even got on the highway. Learning to snowboard is tiring!</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WXq08-54mxA/S9E3F0e6BwI/AAAAAAAABKA/2HzmrSFDxlE/s1600/GOPR0218_blog.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="300" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WXq08-54mxA/S9E3F0e6BwI/AAAAAAAABKA/2HzmrSFDxlE/s400/GOPR0218_blog.jpg" width="400" /></a><iframe allowtransparency="true" frameborder="0" scrolling="no" src="http://www.facebook.com/plugins/like.php?href=http%3A%2F%2Fparkercrossroadstudios.blogspot.com%2F2010%2F04%2Ffirst-time.html&amp;layout=standard&amp;show_faces=true&amp;width=450&amp;action=like&amp;colorscheme=light" style="border: none; height: px; overflow: hidden; width: 450px;"></iframe></div></span>parkerhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09121518446571250898noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8444572843715403776.post-66066163489021798812010-04-11T20:33:00.003-06:002010-04-22T22:55:30.655-06:00Busy Week!<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WXq08-54mxA/S8J8I--WSNI/AAAAAAAABIQ/Qv83zRWQc4c/s1600/GOPR0187_blog.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em; text-align: justify;"><img border="0" height="300" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WXq08-54mxA/S8J8I--WSNI/AAAAAAAABIQ/Qv83zRWQc4c/s400/GOPR0187_blog.jpg" width="400" /></a></div><div style="text-align: justify;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;">Ten consecutive days on snow as its way of taking a toll on your body and your mind, especially when those ten consecutive days mostly involved hiking for fresh snow. This most recent storm cycle dropped over seven feet of snow in the Cottonwoods, according to some data charts, and my body can only handle so much dawn-to-dusk shredding before it decides it's had enough. Fortunately, the last ten days have certainly been the best powder days of the season. I've already posted some images from Brighton and Park City on Monday and Tuesday, and here's just a few more pics from my days at The Canyons on Wednesday, Snowbird on Thursday, Davenport Hill/Days Fork and Brighton on Friday for the Red Bull Buttercup Contest, then back to Park City on Saturday. I certainly love living in the Wasatch. The photo above is my friend Todd Stay and I driving through Heber City, UT on our way to The Canyons. Nearly 3 feet of fresh that day. I initially had intended to shoot a lot of video with the GoPro, but that didn't really happen. Too much fun.</span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WXq08-54mxA/S8J8zfiZP1I/AAAAAAAABIY/NTbqkoB05z0/s1600/GOPR0196_blog.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="300" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WXq08-54mxA/S8J8zfiZP1I/AAAAAAAABIY/NTbqkoB05z0/s400/GOPR0196_blog.jpg" width="400" /></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">Todd and I on the lift with Justin Olsen and his buddy at The Canyons</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WXq08-54mxA/S8J7J2UB3EI/AAAAAAAABHw/Ffm1xUb2RB0/s1600/davenport.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="300" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WXq08-54mxA/S8J7J2UB3EI/AAAAAAAABHw/Ffm1xUb2RB0/s400/davenport.jpg" width="400" /></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">About 3/4 of the way to the top of Davenport Hill in LCC. 10,092 ft.</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WXq08-54mxA/S8J7pjGLRJI/AAAAAAAABII/pbgN7EX6nJ0/s1600/ts_alta.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="300" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WXq08-54mxA/S8J7pjGLRJI/AAAAAAAABII/pbgN7EX6nJ0/s400/ts_alta.jpg" width="400" /></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">Looking down at the upper Alta Resort parking lot and the Albion Basin from the top of Davenport Hill.</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WXq08-54mxA/S8J7Yq9aXzI/AAAAAAAABH4/SyKYii0-G1s/s1600/head_squish.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="300" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WXq08-54mxA/S8J7Yq9aXzI/AAAAAAAABH4/SyKYii0-G1s/s400/head_squish.jpg" width="400" /></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">Forest Shearer scoping a line for next time. I'm squishing his head.</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WXq08-54mxA/S8J9UXCCgJI/AAAAAAAABIg/N4kNtNPkwrU/s1600/GOPR0205_blog.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="300" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WXq08-54mxA/S8J9UXCCgJI/AAAAAAAABIg/N4kNtNPkwrU/s400/GOPR0205_blog.jpg" width="400" /></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">I didn't sleep at all on Thursday night for some reason. Just tossed and turned the whole night. After climbing Davenport Hill with no sleep and no breakfast I needed a rest, so I crashed for a couple hours in the Park and Ride off 6200 South and Wasatch Blvd</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WXq08-54mxA/S8J9nnNEwTI/AAAAAAAABIo/rZCswb-3ua8/s1600/ButterCup_0012.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="640" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WXq08-54mxA/S8J9nnNEwTI/AAAAAAAABIo/rZCswb-3ua8/s640/ButterCup_0012.jpg" width="428" /></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">The drop-in tent for the Red Bull Buttercup at Brighton.</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WXq08-54mxA/S8J-lD8da4I/AAAAAAAABJQ/pESHxqUj9Gk/s1600/ButterCup_0052.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="267" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WXq08-54mxA/S8J-lD8da4I/AAAAAAAABJQ/pESHxqUj9Gk/s400/ButterCup_0052.jpg" width="400" /></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WXq08-54mxA/S8J-BQ7qTMI/AAAAAAAABI4/Ha5NwraY50g/s1600/ButterCup_0193.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="267" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WXq08-54mxA/S8J-BQ7qTMI/AAAAAAAABI4/Ha5NwraY50g/s400/ButterCup_0193.jpg" width="400" /></a><a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WXq08-54mxA/S8KFcAaQeII/AAAAAAAABJY/lCeDex5EC3k/s1600/ButterCup_0125.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="640" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WXq08-54mxA/S8KFcAaQeII/AAAAAAAABJY/lCeDex5EC3k/s640/ButterCup_0125.jpg" width="426" /></a><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WXq08-54mxA/S8J-OJCnF8I/AAAAAAAABJA/Zk9aWT24A0A/s1600/ButterCup_0174.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="640" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WXq08-54mxA/S8J-OJCnF8I/AAAAAAAABJA/Zk9aWT24A0A/s640/ButterCup_0174.jpg" width="428" /></a><a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WXq08-54mxA/S8J-aeX5D_I/AAAAAAAABJI/gLyakdav5wY/s1600/ButterCup_0161.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="640" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WXq08-54mxA/S8J-aeX5D_I/AAAAAAAABJI/gLyakdav5wY/s640/ButterCup_0161.jpg" width="425" /></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">My buddy &nbsp;Blake Stephenson nailing a super fast blunt slide.</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WXq08-54mxA/S8J94SujIYI/AAAAAAAABIw/9DS8neRGfWo/s1600/ButterCup_0254.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="640" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WXq08-54mxA/S8J94SujIYI/AAAAAAAABIw/9DS8neRGfWo/s640/ButterCup_0254.jpg" width="428" /></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">The winners of the Open: 1st Parker Worthen, 2nd Ted Barland, 3rd Jason Heckle</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WXq08-54mxA/S8KICXJIu2I/AAAAAAAABJg/L64lwAAL03k/s1600/lazers.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="640" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WXq08-54mxA/S8KICXJIu2I/AAAAAAAABJg/L64lwAAL03k/s640/lazers.jpg" width="480" /></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">Words to live by.</div><iframe src="http://www.facebook.com/plugins/like.php?href=http%3A%2F%2Fparkercrossroadstudios.blogspot.com%2F2010%2F04%2Fbusy-week.html&amp;layout=standard&amp;show_faces=true&amp;width=450&amp;action=like&amp;font=verdana&amp;colorscheme=light" scrolling="no" frameborder="0" allowTransparency="true" style="border:none; overflow:hidden; width:450px; height:px"></iframe>parkerhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09121518446571250898noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8444572843715403776.post-7732976784900832612010-04-07T07:15:00.000-06:002010-04-07T07:15:01.313-06:00100th Post - Uncanny<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WXq08-54mxA/S7yEFS7uStI/AAAAAAAABHo/wLHVmGE6M04/s1600/GOPR0166_0820_blog.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="640" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WXq08-54mxA/S7yEFS7uStI/AAAAAAAABHo/wLHVmGE6M04/s640/GOPR0166_0820_blog.jpg" width="480" /></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;">My 67th day on snow yesterday was one of the best powder days I've ever had, and it's ironic that it's in April, and <a href="http://parkcitymountainresort.com/">Park City</a> was scheduled to close this coming Sunday. It was one of those fantastic days where you talk about it for years to come. It's a funny thing, because it seems like I have a lot of those days when I'm riding with my brother Kory. Maybe it's the fact that he doesn't get very many powder days, so I'm extra stoked to see him get some freshies, but he's just a good dude to ride with, as a general rule. He loves snowboarding and just wants to get out there on his board. Granted, he's a park rat, and I've been doing my best to break him of his evil ways, but, to be fair, everyone goes through their insane park rat stage. Some people just break out of it sooner than others. Anyway, I took the GoPro and through together a little edit to a Belle &amp; Sebastian song that I really like. Hopefully you enjoy the deep snow, and Episode 5 of <a href="http://itunes.apple.com/WebObjects/MZStore.woa/wa/viewPodcast?id=311952699">Wasatch: The Official Production Podcast</a> will be coming very soon.</span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #645f5e; font-family: verdana, sans-serif; font-size: 10px; white-space: pre-wrap;"><object height="390" width="520"><param name="allowfullscreen" value="true" /><param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always" /><param name="movie" value="http://vimeo.com/moogaloop.swf?clip_id=10743870&amp;server=vimeo.com&amp;show_title=1&amp;show_byline=1&amp;show_portrait=0&amp;color=cf020c&amp;fullscreen=1" /><embed src="http://vimeo.com/moogaloop.swf?clip_id=10743870&amp;server=vimeo.com&amp;show_title=1&amp;show_byline=1&amp;show_portrait=0&amp;color=cf020c&amp;fullscreen=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowfullscreen="true" allowscriptaccess="always" width="520" height="390"></embed></object></span></span></div>parkerhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09121518446571250898noreply@blogger.com2